look at my puppy can you spare a quarter playing guitar and stinking up the corner patchouli oil and freshly dirty feet mom's station wagon is parked down the street hey brother hey what ever happened to twisted sister your jacket still smells like bleach used to say anarchy but now it's peace oh boy jerry's playing in the park but you've got to be home before dark hey brother hey what ever
happened to twisted sister i
can't even walk down the
street without some hippy bugging me oh god i'm starving feed me please i got sixty bucks but it's for my tickets to the dead shows in Sacto the one's next week what ever happened to you