Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby
I'm the Munhall Man
Well, right along the water by the edge of the city
Right up the rivers where the towns get gritty
There lived a young man doing fine as he can
And they call that young cat, the Munhall Man
Munhall Man on the lamb from the law
You better go cat go till they call it a draw
Munhall Man better watch your tail
You've only got one life you'll be spending in jail
Let's go
He walked along the Southside, fighting for peace
With his fist up in the air, screaming "fuck the police"
He walked to the bridge all cool and mellow
But when he got to the ledge, his legs turned to Jell-O
There were 49 cops that were lining the streets
49 cops and 50 riot police
So the Munhall Man went and hit the bricks
While his buddies got beat by the truncheon sticks, OW
Well, the van was full from police dedication
And the cops all laughed as they went back to the station
But the Munhall Man wasn't back in that van
No, the Munhall Man had his own kind of plan
So the Munhall Man jumped on top the van
As the cops flew to the station just as fast as they can
The roads were slippy
And the man lost his grip
I guess we'll see you in the fall, hope you have a nice trip
Shit
Three counts of conspiracy and broken leg
Were the only form of action the man saw that day
He was handcuffed to the gurney in his new prison fit
With his head cracked open and his lip all split, AH
Munhall Man in the hands of the law
Looks like you might've been the one who had to call it a draw
Munhall Man will the violence ever cease
Because you'll never get justice if there is no peace
Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby
I'm the Munhall Man