Lyrics Randy Newman – Little Criminals
Text:
What you wanna come back here for?
Thought you’re with your uptown friends
Don’t need none of your junkie business
You gonna screw us up again
Get your blackjack off my table
Get your coat out of my rack
We don’t need you ’round here, jerk-off
Chuck, I want you off my back
‘Cause we’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it to the top
Got a gun from Uncle Freddy
Got a station all picked out
Got a plan and now we’re ready
Gonna take that station out
So you go on about your business
You just leave use folks alone
We don’t need no two-bit junkie
Screwin’ up our happy home
‘Cause we’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it to the top
We’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it to the top
Album
Randy Newman – Little Criminals
Randy Newman – Old Man On The Farm
Randy Newman – Kathleen (Catholicism Made Easier)
Randy Newman – Rider In The Rain
Randy Newman – I’ll Be Home
Randy Newman – Baltimore
Randy Newman – Sigmund Freud’s Impersonation Of Albert Einstein In America
Randy Newman – In Germany Before The War
Randy Newman – Jolly Coppers On Parade
Randy Newman – Texas Girl At The Funeral Of Her Father
Randy Newman – Little Criminals
Randy Newman – You Can’t Fool The Fat Man
Randy Newman – Short People