text: Small Change got rained on with his own .38
  And nobody flinched down by the arcade
  And the marquees werent weeping
  They went stark-raving mad
  And the cabbies were the only ones
  That really had it made
  And his cold trousers were twisted and the sirens high and shrill
  And crumpled in his fist was a five-dollar bill
  And the naked mannequins with their cheshire grins
  And the raconteurs and roustabouts said Buddy, come on in
  Cause, cause the dreams aint broken down here now
  Theyre walking with a limp
  Now that Small Change got rained on with his own .38
  And nobody flinched down by the arcade
  And the burglar alarms been disconnected
  And the newsmen start to rattle
  And the cops are telling jokes
  About some whorehouse in Seattle
  And the fire hydrants plead the 5th Amendment
  And the furniture is bargains galore
  But the blood is by the jukebox on an old linoleum floor
  And what a hot rain on 42nd Street
  And now the umbrellas aint got a chance
  And the newsboys a lunatic with stains on his pants
  Cause, cause Small Change got rained on with his own .38
  And no ones gone over to close his eyes
  And theres a racing form in his pocket circled Blue Boots in the third
  And the cashier at the clothing store didnt say a word
  As the siren tears the night in half and someone lost his wallet
  Well, a surveillance of assailants if thats what you wanna to call it
  And the whores hike up their skirts and fish for drug-store prophylactics
  With their mouths cut just like razor blades
  And their eyes are like stilettos and her radiators steaming
  And her teeth are in a wreck, and nah
  She wont let you kiss her but what the hell do you expect?
  And the gypsies are tragic and if you want to buy perfume
  Well, theyll bark you down like carnys
  Sell you Christmas cards in June
  But, but Small Change got rained on with his own .38
  And his headstones a gum ball machine
  No more chewing gum or baseball cards or overcoats or dreams
  Someones hosing down the sidewalk, and hes only in his teens
  Cause, cause Small Change got rained on with his own .38
  And a fistful of dollars cant change that
  And someone copped his watch fob, and someone got his ring
  And the newsboy got his pork pie Stetson hat
  And the tuberculosis old men at the Nelson wheeze and cough
  And someone will head south until this whole thing cools off
  Cause, cause Small Change got rained on with his own .38
  Yeah, Small Change got rained on with his own .