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Cross that footbridge, danger on the other side.  Too big, too fast, let your brain be your guide.

Jimmy, old Jimmy, bloodstains in your wood.  Jimmy, old Jimmy, still you sound so good.

Everybody wants her, nobody knows her at all.  Drop dead beauty, gonna be her downfall.

Bowie the giant, so defiant, when are you gonna come home?

Four dog riot, better stay quiet.  Stealin' a rifle ain't no trifle.

Run, run, across the track.  Sky is yellow, earth is black.  Cold wind, hard steel.  Got to find where life is real.

Four dog riot, put me on a diet.  Try to be funny but shopping costs money.

Sweet Susan, Susan Sweet, with a voice like a golden field of wheat...

Take a hard steel bar, need a shovel too.  Breakin' that ground, you're a one-man crew.

She'll never grow up, her mama is too Chinese.  Call me fickle but save the last pickle, please.

Got a secret bedroom, living in the Stanford Mall.  Everybody wants her, nobody knows her at all.

Don't you cry now, Daddy had to die some day.  Find you a waterfall, put it in your Chevrolet.

It's September, 1998.  Menlo Park just south of the Golden Gate.  Talkin' on pay phones, internet's gonna be great.