(Crutchie) How are you? I'm okay
Guess I wasn't much help yesterday
Snyder soaked me real good with my crutch
Oh yeah, Jack? This is Crutchie by the way
These here guards, they is rude
They say "jump boy, you jump or your screwed!"
But the food ain't so bad least so far, cause so far, they ain't brung us no food!
(spoken) Ha, ha.
(sung) I miss the rooftop
Sleeping right out in the open
In your penthouse in the sky
There's a cool breez blowin' even in July.
Any way, so guess what!
There's this secret escape plan I've got!
Tie a sheet to bed, toss the end out the window
Climb down and take off like a shot!
Maybe though, not tonight
I ain't slept yet, and my leg still ain't right!
But hey, Pulitzer! He's goin' down!
Then Jack, I was thinking we might just go, like you was sayin'
Where it's clean and green and pretty
With no buildings in your way
And your riding Palominos, every day!
(whispers) Damn this place.
(sung) I'll be fine. Good as new,
But there's one thing I need ya to do
On the rooftop you told me a fam'ly looks out for each other
So tell all the fellas from me, to protect one another!
You best friend,