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