Lyrics:

Just a' urchin

Livin' under the street

I'm a hard case

That's tough to beat

I'm your charity case

So buy me somethin' to eat

I'll pay you at another time

Take it to the end of the line



Ragz to richez or so they say

Ya gotta-keep pushin'

For the fortune and fame

It's all a gamble

When it's just a game

Ya treat it like a capital crime

Everybody's doin' their time



Take me down

To the paradise city

Where the grass is green

And the girls are pretty

Take me home



Strapped in the chair

of the city's gas chamber

Why I'm here I can't quite remember

The surgeon general says

It's hazardous to breathe

I'd have another cigarette

But I can't see

Tell me who you're gonna believe



Take me down

To the paradise city

Where the grass is green

And the girls are pretty

Take me home



So far away

So far away

So far away

So far away



Captain America's been torn apart

Now he's a court jester

With a broken heart

He said-

Turn me around and

Take me back to the start

I must be losin' my mind-

'Are you blind ?'

I've seen it all a million times