Hey now, why are these people all gathered downtown?
Hey dad, why are they holding those clubs in their hands?
Oh no, why are they beating up students and geeks?
Oh no, they look like monsters coming out of the dark
Leave my gla**es on my face
To see you better
Try and find some other place
That you could scatter
Take the folks and beat it
Let us go back to my house
These streets are made for walking
Let us go back to my house
Holy cow, how can a poet lead an army of fools?
Oh my God, ten thousand people with a plastic cap head
Oh no, they f**ed darkness with the light on their forehead
Only now they came out mining for the coal in our brains
Leave my gla**es on my face
To see you better
Try and find some other place
That you could scatter
Take the folks and beat it
Let us go back to my house
These streets are made for walking
Let us go back to my house
All I wanna say is
I'm not a coalmine
All I wanna say is
Please don't hold me down