Neighborhood Threat

Iggy Pop · Hippodrome - Paris 77 [2007]

Down where your paint is cracking

Look down your backstairs buddy

Somebody's living there and

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

But 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