One green shoe, one black boot, on respective feet
Enough to confuse, amuse everyone I meet, everyone I meet
I know they're debating, on the corner they're all praying
Me, I'm content just to breathe, just to breathe
No friendly face for a walk down the street
Got to be smiley for those neighbors you may meet, neighbors you may meet
I know the expectations, deep down they're all praying
That I'll go back to the sewer from which I came, one fine day
Dozen plus six cars on the block, Norton idling at three o'clock
Breaking pallets everywhere, any hour day or night, we don't care
About your expectations, can't you see we're all changing
Spying on us behind thin shades... one fine day
Three cats that only shit next door
Skirted mechanics screaming Patti Smith folklore
Folks, I think you're going insane
I mean to say I think you've had your day
And we're rearranging, the neighborhood you're reclaiming
We're going on back from whence we came... one fine day