Hey let's party, let's get down

Let's turn the radio on, this is the meltdown

Get out the camera, take a picture

Drag queens and the freaks are all out on the town

And cowboy Jim's in bed

Nursing a swollen head

The photo chick made to look sickly

Is standing in her panties in the shower

She plays the guitar in the bathroom

While the police dust her mother's plastic flowers

And Schoolboy John's in jail

Making a killing through the U.S. Mail

Neighborhood...

Well there goes the neighborhood

This is the movie of a screenplay

Of a book about a girl who meets a junkie

Messenger gets shot down

Just for carrying the message to her flunkie

We can't be certain who the villains are

'Cause everyone's so pretty

But the after-party's sure to be a wing-ding

As it moves into your city, oh...

Just to see what the stink was about

Hood...

There goes the neighborhood