Text: Harvey Danger. Pike St./Park Slope.

Drive across the country, tell your story walking
No one's keeping you captive
In the town that let you down, so sorry
Blame it on the television, blame it on the company
Don't blame it on the fundamental fact
That no one owes you something

I've come about my share, I only want what's fair
Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not greedy
Like everybody else, I wanna pay my dues
I only want someone to tell me who to make the check out to

Maybe we could run away
And start a little repertory movie house or something
She said, "Sorry but I think you might be just projecting
But here's the dough"
Pike street to park slope, Brooklyn

A community of dabblers who are vain
And fond of biting backs
We hate it when our friends become successful
And a different school
Whose energies are spent evading income tax
And silicone enhancements by the breastful

Maybe we could run away
And start a little repertory movie house or something
She said, "Sorry but I think you might be just projecting
On to me, why don't you try L.A.?"
Pike street to park slope, Brooklyn

Well when you like something, it's an opinion
But when I like something, it's a manifesto
Pomposity is when you always think you're right
Arrogance is when you know

Maybe we could
Start a little independent repertory movie house or something
She said, "Sorry but I think you might be just protecting
Your investment or else assigning blame"
Pike street to park slope, Brooklyn