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, 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 wine
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 nine
Public animal number nine...
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