Eddie Grace's Buick got four bullet holes in the side
Charlie Delisle sittin at the top of an avocado tree
Mrs. Storm'll stab you with a steak knife if you step on her lawn
I got a half pack of Lucky Strikes man come along with me
Let's fill our pockets with macadamia nuts
Then go over to Bobby Goodmanson's
And jump off the roof

Hilda plays strip poker
And her mama's across the street
Joey Navinski says she put her tongue in his mouth
d___y Faulkner's got a switchblade
And some gooseneck risers
That eucalyptus is a hunchback
There's a wind up from the South
Let me tie you up with kite string
And I'll show you the scabs on my knee
Watch out for the broken glass, put your shoes and socks
on and come along with me

Let's follow that fire truck
I think your house is burnin' down
Then go down to the hobo jungle and kill some rattle
snakes with a trowel
We'll break all the windows in the old Anderson place
And steal a bunch of boysenberrys
And smear em on our face
I'll get a dollar from my mama's purse
And buy that scull and crossbones ring
And you can wear it around your neck on an old piece of
string

Then we'll spit on Ronnie Arnold
And flip him the bird
And slash the tires on the school bus
Now don't say a word
I'll take a rusty nail and scratch your initials on my arm
And I'll show you how to sneak up on the roof of the
Drugstore

Take the spongs from your wheelchair
And a magpie's wings
And tie em to your shoulders and your feet
I'll steal a hacksaw from my dad
And cut the braces off your legs
And we'll bury them tonight in the cornfield

Just put a church key in your pocket
We'll hop that freight train in the hall
And we'll slide down the drain all the way
To New Orleans in the fall

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