I pity the punks that partake in the madness. Yangin' the young for their products and profits. The pushers keep pushin' on D and on Jump Street. Pushin' the passive pill, so ya don't need.
Hemlock five caught me out there later on. It's the girl I told the man, but he swore he'd prove me wrong. Not seeing as I saw it as I gazed at the skyline.