Lyrics

[Intro] In the ghetto And his momma cried You would never... (ha ha ha) Walk like an angel (Walk like an angel), in the ghetto You would never... (ha ha ha) And his momma cried, in the ghetto You would never... And his momma cried (Walk like an angel) (Walk like an angel) In the ghetto You would never... And his momma cried (Walk like an angel) (Walk like an angel) [Verse 1] I took a stroll through the valley of kings, I saw all his things and all the evil it brings, and all the shit you can obtain just by the way that you sing You swoon a couple-million saints and they will give you your wings Get fat and sloppy learn karate ba-da-boo-ba-da-bing So bring your hustle if you're comin' you can call me collect They got a nickel horse and pony show with a lengthy cassette You bet I find it quite peculiar they won't show me his bed Instead of walking me in circles did you hear what I said? I read the pamphlet that you gave me; save me all of your views Your news of poverty to riches while you're singin' the blues I lose admission in addition to the time that I spent But as it is, is as it was I guess I got what you get [Chorus 1] But as it is, as it was, yo I got what you get So what'd you get? But as it is, as it was, yo I got what you get So what'd you get? [Verse 2] When I entered what I noticed besides the lack of taste Was all the places sectioned off by those velvety restraints Although I couldn't find the box where you register complaints I find it funny to describe and even harder to explain Imagine that your brother had died when you were young and Both your parents kept his room exactly as it was You see the rooms were dark and musty the blinds were always drawn And all the while, somethin' eerie was always hangin' on and on and on And I'll be gone, steal a moment all alone I'd love to leave the group behind and just go searchin' on my own Throughout his home without the show, there's just so much I need to know Show me the tiny little room where he died, upon his throne fat and alone [Chorus 2] But as it is, as it was, I guess I got what you get So what'd you get? But as it is, as it was, yo I got what you get So what'd you get? So what'd you get huh? Come on! [Bridge/Outro] (Ha) Deep fried pickles, and wooden nickels, popsicles in a rich man's shack smack-dab in the middle of the slums, where you from? 'Cause when he comes, he'll be mixin' percidan with a couple loaded guns for fun But I don't mind, I don't mind No, no I don't mind, I don't mind My goldmine, my goldmine Bring it back, bring it back one time yep! (Ha) Deep fried pickles, and wooden nickels, popsicles in a rich man's shack smack-dab in the middle of the slums, baby where you from? 'Cause when he comes, he'll be mixin' percidan with a couple loaded guns for fun I don't mind, I don't mind No, no I don't mind, I don't mind No, no I don't mind, I don't mind Bring it back, bring it back one time yeah!