Our Outdoor Friends
[Chorus]
Like you, like me, like them
Like all the motherfuckers on the Goodwill binge
Like you, like me, like them
Like all the junkies with the heroin hands
Like you, like me, like them
Like all the motherfuckers in the alleyways
Like you, like me, like them
Like all our outdoor [?] friends say

[Verse 1]
[?]
Your man is [?] he can't afford
[?] sidewalk
[?] speak, he can hardly talk!
(Cha, cha, cha!)
[?] shopping cart
[?] with all her heart
Shambling down the street and picking through the trash
All the time they got no class, they got no class!
[Chorus]
Like you, like me, like them
Like all the motherfuckers on the Goodwill binge
Like you, like me, like them
Like all the junkies with the heroin hands
Like you, like me, like them
Like all the motherfuckers in the alleyways
Like you, like me, like them
Like all our outdoor [?] friends say

[Verse 2]
I follow the cracks when I'm strolling down the street
[?] comes up to me and he's looking for a treat
[?] skin, [?] complexion
[?] in my direction
[?]
[?] some change
[?]
[?] I guess you'll be paying

[Chorus]
Like you, like me, like them
Like all the motherfuckers on the Goodwill binge
Like you, like me, like them
Like all the junkies with the heroin hands
Like you, like me, like them
Like all the motherfuckers in the alleyways
Like you, like me, like them
Like all our outdoor [?] friends say