Standing On A Street Corner Waiting For

The Judge Said I Was A Menace To Society Because I Had Put Crime On A Scientific Basis.

They, That Unnamed They, They've Knocked Me Down But I Got Up. I Always Get Up -- And I Swear When I Went Down Quite Often I Took The Fall; Nothing Moves A Mountain But Itself. They, I've Long Ago Named Them Me.

I Think Of New York City Lost In Stars Forgotten As A Blue Haired Pet Of Childhood Love Tonight The Night Is Full.

Ah, If I Were Dictator I'd Have Poets Throwing Bombs!

But When The Conquered Spirit Breaks Free And Indicates A New Light Who'll Take Care Of The Cats?