Shock-locks, understand: you alone are mild
Mane to sneaker-string, clothes and everything
Self-cropped, boy-chopped hair, tough and cut and wild
Each lock like a switch-blade blade switched open, exploding like a star
You took a jumbo-jet out of Kansai -- Osaka -- crashed the Chicago sky
Came down where the biggest building stands to seek a life of design
When the INS man asked, "watcha doing here, watcha doing here, my child?"
You said you'd come for school and study, but you're gonna school us
Gonna school us all just fine
And I'd advise the wise, "start shaking!" -- as for a fool like me,
The wild one alone is the mild one.
Shock-locks, understand: you can bear my child.
Let's dishevel things, let's hit everything!
Let's kill, let's destroy, let's impose some style
Make the radius of the wreckage stretch out a thousand miles
It's here we'll raise our epicentral stage -- I'm gonna build a shrine
And history books will soon omit the Great Chicago Fire
And give grand terms to the... subversions now that we all call crimes
And the post-blast motives in art-book photos of future times
Will be of your design
And I'd advise the wise, "start shaking!" -- as for a fool like me,
The wild one alone is the mild one.
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