Down where your paint is cracking 
Look down your backstairs buddy 
Somebody's living there and 
He don't really feel the weather 
And he don't share your pleasures 
No he don't share your pleasures 
Look at his eyes 
Did you see his crazy eyes 
You're so surprised he don't run to catch your ash 
Everybody always wants to kiss your trash 
 
You can't help him 
Nobody can 
Now that he knows 
There's nothing to get 
Will you still place your bet 
On the neighbourhood threat 
 
Somewhere a baby's bleeding 
Somewhere a mother's needing 
Outside a boy is lying 
But mostly he is crying 
And he just shouts in anger 
You'll find him interesting 
Look at his eyes 
Did you see his crazy eyes 
You're so surprised he doesn't build for you 
Everybody always wants to run with you