In the good old bad part of this college town   Men in business suits they chase you down   You take their money just like you take mine   You send it bubbling down the thin blue line   It doesn't matter how it got this way   'Cause we could make it through this thing together   I know you're laughing but I got to say   Now I still want you maybe more than ever      No fooling it's a fucked up world   So be cool my little junkie girl      The cops are out to shut the district down   I comb the ruins of your stomping grounds   Stanyan Street looking like that third world war   You come up blazing like an open sore   Now I believe you but I got to know   How come the right side of your brain is hurting   So take me with you baby when you go   Through to the white side of your China curtain      No fooling it's a fucked up world   So be cool my little junkie girl      In the good old bad part of this college town   Men in grey limousines will drive you down   You take their money just like you take mine   Where does it get you on that thin blue line   Now I can hardly hear you anymore   Your eyes are empty and your voice is hollow   I see you waving from a distant shore   And where you're going I don't dare to follow      No fooling that's another world   Good luck my little junkie girl