From Here at the Western World:
Ruthie will give you the silver key
To open the red door
Lay down your Jackson and you will see
The sweetness you’ve been cryin’ forIn the night you hide from the madman
You’re longing to be
But it all comes out on the inside
EventuallyKnock twice, rap with your cane
Feels nice, you’re out of the rain
We got your skinny girl
Here at the Western World