You've got it written on your face   And in the scars on your hands from all that   You could feel for a while   There was nothing worth knowing that couldn't be   Be hidden or stolen   Anyway I got to be going   You better too      We shall bend in the wind   Like reeds knowing greedy get nothing   So dressed for the occasion   This is an invitation   Every time you, you walk the streets you   You feel the sound of every punk's heartbeat   And every time the cops drive by   We smile and smile and smile and smile      Spending like a punk rocker on payday   At the monster dogs' Christmas parade   Me and The Mad Monkettes we stop and wave   Here's your conscience just in case you don't have one   Rod Serling said, he said, 'Gin and tonics all night long'   Let's stop and wave      Spending like a punk rocker on payday   At the Village Halloween parade   Me and The Mad Monkettes we carry the day   Walking across that Williamsburg bridge, sir   Edward R. Murrow said, he said, 'This neighborhood's gone to the dogs'   Just stop and wave      Broke as I'll be on Monday   Going out in the woods today   Me and The Mad Monkettes we lose our way   'Do you think these bruises are sexy?' Rasputina said, she said   And it was like the beginning and end credits   All at one goddamn time      The night is never too long   Not for me anyway   How is it for you so far away?   How did you get so far away?      Aging like a movie star's heyday   Hemorrhaging money I make my way   Me and The Mad Monkettes   I ain't got a regret   And I can't forget it at all