We need you
In these violent times
It seems there is no crime
We won’t do
All the pushers in their prison cells
Are doing business on the phone
Mail order clerks get busy with the works
And mother is crying herself to sleep at home
Out tee-vees show us real life scenes
Of death at dinner time
Slop in the trough for cops and
Robbers for dessert
How fine
Come quickly
For summer season comes early
To our city and the best prime
Time slots go almost as fast
As the redhead on the corner