I Feel Capitol Punishment Is Dooming U.s.a.

My Father Went Into The Armed Service And I Never Saw My Mother - I Don't Know What Happened To Her.

Anyway, I Lived On The Streets And Did Pretty Good Until I Got Caught Stealing, What Was It? I Kicked In A Restaurant Window, Went In And Took All The Food That I Wanted, And While Coming Out I Was Grabbed.

It Is A Great Feeling To Know That From A Window I Can Go To Books To Cans Of Beer To Past Loves. And From These Gather Enough Dream To Sneak Out A Back Door.

My Father Took Me Back Home, Back To Greenwich Village, And He Thought By Taking Me Out Of The Orphanage He'd Be Out Of The World War Too. But No Way - They Got Him Anyway. He Went In The Navy And Then I Lived On The Streets.

Standing On A Street Corner Waiting For No One Is Power.