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| (Hey hey hey) 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, 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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| • School's Out | • Luney Tune |
| • Gutter Cat Vs. The Jets | • Blue Turk |
| • My Stars | • Public Animal #9 |
| • Alma Mater |
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