Subterranean Homesick Blues

Johnny's in the basement, mixing up the medicine

I'm on the pavement, thinking about the government

The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off

Says he's got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off

Look out, kid, it's somethin' you did

God knows when, but you're doin' it again

You better duck down the alley way, lookin' for a new friend

The man in the coon-skin cap by the pig pen

Wants eleven dollar bills, you only got ten

Maggie comes fleet-foot, face full of black soot

Talkin' that the heat put plants in the bed, but

The phone's tapped anyway, Maggie says that many say

They must bust in early May, orders from the D.A.

Look out kid, don't matter what you did

Walk on your tiptoes, don't try NoDoz

Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose

Keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes

You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows

Ah, get sick, get well, hang around a ink well

Hang bail, hard to tell if anything is goin' to sell

Try hard, get barred, get back, write braille

Get jailed, jump bail, join the army, if you fail

Look out kid, you're gonna get hit

But losers, cheaters, six-time users hang around the theaters

Girl by the whirlpool lookin' for a new fool

Don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters

Ah, get born, keep warm, short pants, romance

Learn to dance, get dressed, get blessed, try to be a success

Please her, please him, buy gifts, don't steal, don't lift

Twenty years of schoolin', and they put you on the day shift

Look out kid, they keep it all hid

Better jump down a manhole, light yourself a candle

Don't wear sandals, try to avoid the scandals

Don't wanna be a bum, you better chew gum

The pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handles