Concentration Moon, Part Two

Carl Sanzini will now join in on
The second verse of "Concentration Moon"!
Howard: Why don't you?

Concentration Moon
Over the camp in the valley (OH WHAT A)
Concentration Moon
Wish I was back in the alley
With all of my friends still running free:
(Carl Sanzini, ladies and gentlemen)
Hair growing out every hole in me
(That's right, you heard right
And here's one for little Carl) aMERICAN WAY
Threatened by US drag a few creeps
Away in a bus aMERICAN WAY
Prisoner: lock smash every creep
In the face with a rock don't cry
(No no no no) don't cry
(No no no, no no no no no) don't cry
(No no no no) don't cry
Don't cry, don't cry don't cry, don't cry
Don't shoot (no no no no no)
Don't shoot (no no no no no)
Don't shoot (no no no no no)
Don't shoot (no no no no no)
Cop kill a creep! Cop want a creep!
Kill another creep! Kill the fucking creep!