Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like.
How many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free.
Well I'm living in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line. Beauty walks a razor's edge...someday I'll make it mine.
I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran.
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
The walls of pride are high and wide, can't see over to the other side.