White Stones, Queens 1974  
Fathers talking shit 
motherfucker slam the door 
Hittin' the streets runnin' can I take this any more? 
In the reins of the trains I cuddle on the floor  
 
Well the park bench, door and 
Sleeping in the rain  
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery  
Set yourself up  
rom innocence to misery  
Oh if this is what you want not 
the way of what they fucking say  
 
Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA 
Sidney Sidney in the USA  
 
Lower east side 1976 
Who's got the dope and 
who's turning tricks? 
Should I call a user all for a fix? 
Rippen off some lady just to avoid from gettin' sick  
 
But a life runs low when you got no where to go 
What the fuck happens to your soul when your low  
Is he comin' over is he comin' home  
Oh momma's disappointed waiting by the phone  
 
Yeah!!!  
 
Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA 
Sidney Sidney in the USA  
 
Same fuckin' shit 1998  
Lifting bait, and by the motherfuckers that he hates 
Hit some fucking people by the Kennedy strait 
Who's got the bag gonna seal his fate?  
 
Well the park bench, door and 
Sleeping here for free 
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery 
Set yourself up for manifested misery 
Well this is what you want 
not the way they fucking say  
 
Hangin out with Sid yet again in the USA 
Sidney Sidney in the USA