Getting late they were spaced just a trace Of the old coming down Ancient fun one and one he said someday We'll gonna leave this town But magazines glamour scenes in betweens Kept him nailed to the ground And the sounds still waiting to be found And there were junkies, pushers, pimps and hookers You never know what you're in to' And you can shake it, try to forsake it But you know you're gonna take it You never know what you're in for By the time he was nine there was a sign of an old melody He tried to list what it was he missed was that a kiss Was that real or TV He said I'm gonna find my way I'm gonna make it pay like rehearsed passion play Everyday, everyday And there were junkies and pushers, pimps and hookers You never know what you're in for And you try to shake it, try to forsake it But you know you're gonna take it You never know what you're in for Anyway I said hey I'm gonna stay don't cry It's just rough to stay tough full of lust and Be a walking hi fi I see you and I'm through with that god Who demands such a lie But you gotta get by And we'll get by And like junkies, pushers, pimps and pushers You never know what you're in for You try to shake it, try to forsake it But you know you're gonna take it You never know what you're in for