Me and G.B. We ain't never gonna confess We cheated at the math test We carved some dirty words in our desk Well now it's time for recess Old man waitin by the monkey bars Tradin all his ball cards And they promised him a gold star And they told him he could go far
Hey Mr. Bluelegs Where are you takin me? I'm like a lifer In the state penitentiary If I keep my nose clean I won't get my eyes shined But I'm proud to be Public Animal Number Nine
License plates are runnin Out of my ears I'd give a month of cigarettes For just a couple of lousy beers Or even a bottle of Real cheap wi-hine But that's the price you pay to be Public Animal Number Nine, Number Nine
Hey Mrs. Cranston Where are you takin me? I feel like a lifer In the state penitentiary She wanted an Einstein But she got a Frankenstein Yeah, I'm proud to be Public Animal Number Niiiirrrrrgh
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