Neighborhood Threat (Hippodrome Paris 1977) Songtext
von Iggy Pop

Down where your paint is cracking
Look down your backstairs buddy
Somebody′s living there
He don't really feel the weather
And he don′t share your pleasures
No, he don't share your pleasures

Did you see his eyes?
Did you see his crazy eyes?

And you're so surprised, he doesn′t run to catch your ash
Everybody always wants to kiss your trash
And you can′t help him, no one can
And now that he knows there's nothing to get
Will you still place your bet
Against the neighborhood threat?


Somewhere a baby′s feeding
Somewhere a mother's needing
Outside her boy is trying
But mostly he is crying

Did you see his eyes?
Did you see his crazy eyes?

And you′re so surprised, he doesn't run to catch your ash
Everybody always wants to kiss your trash
You can′t help him, no one can
And now that he knows there's nothing to get
Not in this place, not in your face
Will you still place your bet
Against the neighborhood threat?

Now that he knows there's nothing to get
Nothing to get
Not in this place
Not in your face
Will you still place your bet

Against the neighborhood threat?