On the south outside of Jersey
[?] rough on the rough
Lived a boy they called Tony
With his macaroni truck
They said he was cold, and he smelled like mold
And all the kids wore shirts so the city [?]
But Tony was bright, it was like he walked with a light
He brought hope to everyone there
But even in his glow, deep down I know
It ain't too good, to do good around here