I got a freeway in mind, let go of my head
 Walk down my line better be sure you'll be dead
 You get up on top, these days you gotta a be a low-life drifter so
 Slither up just like a snake upon a spiral staircase
 
 Get your damn hands off of my land,
 Why don't you sock me and get off of my street
 Cus I scared you out of your own shoes
 Now I'm gonna tie'em together and hang'em on a wire
 Til its junkies for hire
 And I got a hunchback