I've got a bucketful of things for to spend my timeThey ain't nothing what I had in mindnIt don't matter, now I am twentyfivenTen years of nothing but a fucking linenSo much to do yeah, so much to do yeahnAin't got a clue no, ain't got a clue nonI think I'll sign and pay every finenIt ain't nothing what I had in mindnnThere is something in the streets tonightnThere is something in the streets tonightnThere is something in the streets tonightnnHide in your house and shout in the streetsnSpeak like an outlaw and dress like policenMake sure to make notesnOf the things you can sellnCall everybody and send them to hellnSo much to do yeah, so much to do yeahnAin't got a clue no, ain't got a clue nonIt aint much, but it's alrightnIt ain't nothing what I had in mindnnThere is something in the streets tonightnThere is something in the streets tonightnThere is something in the streets tonightnnThere is something in the streets tonightnThere is something in the streets tonightnThere is something in the streets tonightnnThey're all police, They're all policenFuck the policenPolicenDrop the policen