Scowling Crackhead Ian

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[Verse 1]
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Scowling crackhead Ian
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I can't forget your face
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You were a foul human being
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Way back on St. Mark's Place
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A white thug when we were both poor
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A life struggling for one quarter 
more
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In sixth grade that's what you'd mug
 me for
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A switch blade pressed up to my 
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jugular
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So I feared for my next, safe 
streets were few
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My nerves grew wrecked near the 
Second Avenue
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I soon learned how to steer clear of
 a crook or a crew
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And now I'm still here, and look, so
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 are you
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Forever you've been crackhead Ian
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It was your kid nickname if we spoke
 it
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You were an insane human being
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Whether you ever did or didn't 
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really smoke it

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[Verse 2]
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I'd know that tall thin bent-over 
stroll
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All sun burned and grim since ten or
 twelve years old
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I guess yesterday is gone faces 
still intend our souls
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An I guess both our mom's places 
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are still on rent control
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I was that wick, small, sad, sag, 
punier guy
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You was as big, tall and bad back in
 junior high
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No sight of someone's face has ever 
been scarier
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You'd come chase me from Street 
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Fighter One or Space Harrier
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Hello again, crackhead Ian
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I still can't forget your foul face
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My fellow human being
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I know we're both still planted on 
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St. Mark's Place

[Verse 3]
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We've lived our poor lives in close 
parallel
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Within this four or five blocks we 
both know so well
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You must have grew up near the 
former theater or old gross hotel
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I'm sure you're aware of me here, 
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but oh I can't tell
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It seems you never outgrew your 
little preteen rage
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I still see you look so mean though 
now we are middle-aged
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I was eavesdropping last year at you
 laughing to tell
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About bashing some dude with a chair
 till he fell
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I slipped fast by you talking fear 
and our eyes would touch
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Drifting past by new mornings that 
it all changed so much
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I've never known your live story I'm
 sure it's rotten and tough
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But how long before these roles for
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 us have gotten old enough?

[Verse 4]
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You must've had it so rough kid
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Well I wonder
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Forged by a tiny portion of love 
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or fortune, goes lightning or goes 
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thunder
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You're a bad one crackhead Ian
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A sad son and sunburned pig
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But of all the best kids seen 
downtown in our pre-teens
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It's just you and me left I think
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How long till you notice? How long 
until you shake my hand?
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How long until we're old man 
neighbours?
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Last tribesmen of the vanished plant
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We never even did exchange names. 
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You were an evil kid from Hades
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When we played these arcade games 
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That made life great in the 80's

[Otro]
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Me and Ian
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Me and Ian
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Ryding into the night of an 
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east-village dream with these games
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 in the street and the head and...