Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Willy and the Poorboys are playin' Down Downon the corner, out in the street Down on the corner, out in the street, Early in the evenin' just about supper time, Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on

Run away, now She used to meet me on the Eastside In the city where the sun don't set He used to meet me on the Eastside We can go anywhere we want Drive down to the coast, jump in the seat We can do anything if we put our minds to it Take your whole

I'm leaving Los Feliz Day after tomorrow I'm over the scenesters I'm on the guest list down at Paul's Baby Grand That hipster doorman he don't know who I am But my studied aloofness is proof I belong so I pass Some girls are pieced like Krylon bombs on

Up one now, but you wouldn't even pay attention (Alright) Up one now, know I'm out here on a mission (Uh-huh) Up one now, yeah you need to pay attention (Yeah) Up one now, I'm turnin' all the bad bitches down Up one now, my niggas, they tryna get it

Please take me It's the only way I feel it calling Go away, away You bumped into me I was down and you took me up past the ceiling You are the disease I'm the remedy that numbs all your feelings

And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong And lord while your listen Some troubles of my own I got problems right here at home Fires are burning, up the forests Down along the Amazon There's children starving in Guatemala

It's fun to stay at the YMCA They have everything for you men to enjoy You can do what about you feel You can hang out with all the boys Young man, there's no need to feel down I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground I said, young man, 'cause

I would do anything for you But I get nothing at all I’d do anything for you (for you, for you) Nail my heart to the ceiling (ceiling, ceiling) I'd put my fist through a wall I stick around when I break down (break down, break down) For you (for you) How

But down the road the sun is shining In every cloud there's a silver lining Just keep holding on (just keep holding on) And every heartache makes you stronger But it won't be much longer You'll find love, you'll find peace And the you you're meant to be

To all my thugs who puffed him You love him, yell his name I'd rather die on my feet, than live on my knees Nigga please, I cock and squeeze for Representin' Bucktown MAC 11's cocked back, niggas better duck down Face down, you know the routine, the