I see faces and traces of home
  Back in New York City
  So you think I’m a tough kid
  Is that what you heard
  Well I like to see some action
  And it gets into my blood
  Let me out of Pontiac
  When I was just seventeen
  I had to get it out of me
  If you know what I mean, what I mean
  
  You say I must be crazy
  ‘Cos I don’t care who I hit, who I hit
  ‘Cause I know it’s me that’s hitting out
  And I’m not full of shit
  Down by my bottle
  Filled up high with gasoline
  You can tell by the night fires
  Where Rael has been, has been
  
  As I cuddled the porcupine
  He said I had none to blame, but me
  Held my heart, deep in hair
  Time to shave, shave it off, it off
  No time for romantic escape
  When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
  No time for romantic escape
  When your fluffy heart is ready for rape
  Off we go, off we go, off we go
  
  You’re sitting in your comfort
  You don’t believe I’m real
  You never buy protection
  From the way that I feel
  
  Your progressive hypocrites
  Hand out their trash
  It was mine in the first place
  So I’ll burn it to ash
  
  And I’ve taken all the strongest meats
  And laid them down in colored sheets
  Laid them down in colored sheets
  
  Who needs illusion
  Of love and affection
  When you’re out walking in the streets
  With your mainline connection, connection.
  
  As I cuddle the porcupine
  He said I had none to blame, but me.
  Held my heart, deep in hair.
  Time to shave, shave it off, it off.
  No time for romantic escape,
  When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
  No time for romantic escape,
  When your fluffy heart is ready for rape. No!
  No time for romantic escape,
  When your fluffy heart is ready for rape.
  No time
  Back in New York City.