Me and G.B.

We ain't never gonna confess

We cheated at the math test

We carved some dirty words in our desk

Well now it's time for recess

Old man waitin by the monkey bars

Tradin all his ball cards

And they promised him a gold star

And they told him he could go far

Hey Mr. Bluelegs

Where are you takin me?

I'm like a lifer

In the state penitentiary

If I keep my nose clean

I won't get my eyes shined

But I'm proud to be

Public Animal Number Nine

License plates [bad word] 
Out of my ears

I'd give a month of cigarettes

For just a couple of lousy beers

Or even a bottle of

Real cheap wi-hine

But that's the price you pay to be

Public Animal Number Nine, Number Nine

(Ooooh!)

Hey Mrs. Cranston

Where are you takin me?

I feel like a lifer

In the state penitentiary

She wanted an Einstein

But she got a Frankenstein

Yeah, I'm proud to be

Public Animal Number Niiiirrrrrgh

(Aaow!)

Public Animal Number Nine

Public Animal Number Nine

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Number, Number Nine

Animal Number Nine

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