 Maggie comes three foot, face full of black soot, talking at the heat, put plants in the bed, but the phone's tapped anyway. Maggie says the men, they say they must bust an early man, orders from the D.A. Look out, kid, don't matter what you did, but walk on your tiptoes, don't tie no bows, better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose. Keep a clean nose, wash a clean clothes, you don't need a weatherman to know it's where the wind blows.