i had a shock when the whirring of the city street it seemed to increase i have a lock i have a roof a rug for my bare feet still there is unease where i had swept the broken glass from the hallway floor i acted too late the city crept through the opening beneath the door to lie in wait your jacking is keeping me awake i m telling you for the last time to roll down your sleeves it s true there s a hundred million boys that i could slime if you let me leave