Jokeman was a baby He preached specificted dates and threw his clothes to charity to collect them on sunday embaressed by his nude give him all his right parading the streets And I don't know, Yeah I don't know where he's going But I've got news for thoose who pray Civil is his right, civil is his mainSTREET Lady was a robber, she sailed the thirteen seas And fooling the authoroties? Wandering 'bout her revol, never feared the man Superlady, superhero indeed And I don't know, Yeah I don't know where she's going But I've got news for thoose who pray Maniac to you, rolling in and out Never less to give, Yeah never less to give