He walks slowly with a bounce that's in time,nhe likes to find all the things you try to hide,nhe's got a couple dishes in a couple places,nhe's got a scar, so you can't hardly mistake him,nbut, how much further can you get climbing the same old stairs?nAnd at the top of the deck are the others,nthey like to shake his hand and tell them that they brothers...nThey say come in, you can pick up the place,nwe'll pay you nice so you won't have to take,nbut, how much further can you get climbing the same old stairs?nIt seems like when we get something special,nthey buy it up and sell it back to the rebels.nAnd I don't like it any more then the next man, I just do what i can.nHis best friend's a talking cat named coco,nshe liked it better being a nomad named russ,nback of the church 1873, south africa to holland she's seen.nDon't ask her what she thinks about the modern day,nall the dreams seemed to have faded away.nShe don't like it when they call their friend their brother,nshe don't need to trip to tell apart the colours.nIt seems like when we get something special,nthey buy it up and sell it back to the rebels.nAnd I don't like it any more then the next man,nyou know what I'm saying, I just do what I can.nIt seems like when we get something special,nthey buy it up and sell it back to the rebels.nI don't like it any more then the next man,nyou know what I'm saying, I just do what I can.nBack to the cat; he's the blackest cat I've ever seen,nthat won't help you in a run-in with a pig,nwhy don't you tell me coco, which way to go,nwhere the river flows and I can be alone?nI don't like this place, there's too much damn pressure,nto live a life I don't quite condone,nI feel like I ain't getting nowherenthat's what i get for climbing the same old stairs.nIt seems like when we get something special,nthey buy it up and sell it back to the rebels.nI don't like it any more then the next,nman, you know what I'm saying, I just do what I can.nIt seems like when we get something special,nthey buy it up and sell it back to the rebels.nI don't like it any more then the next,nman, you know what I'm saying, I just do what I can.nNowadays, you know, we all want something betterntangled up between the wires and the papers,nI don't like it any more then the next man,nyou know what I'm saying, I just do what I can