Take me back to the man who never gave a   damn, coolin' on the corner with a coolie in   his hand. He jump up, they got two, they   call it General Electric, pushin' germ on the   street, and gettin' affected. He was older   than y'all, we called him seventy-three,   pitched up, cracked up, one time with me.   And he never gave a damn about a cop, but   they all knew his name when we got locked   up.      Take me back...      If anybody wants to sell some crack, and   everybody here has got your back, do these   stardust dreams seem obscene, if god and   country left you flat. Cocaine and sneakers,   hundreds of both, throw your money on the   fire, and you turn up toast. Shell-toes and   Lee's, BVD's and freeze, these are a few of   my favorite things.      Take me back...