 Maggie calls Fleetfoot, face full of black soot, talking at your heat, put plants in the bed, but the phone's tapped anyway. Maggie says a man, he said he must bust an early man, orders from the DA, look out kid, don't matter what you did. Walk on your tiptoes, don't tie no bows, better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose. Keep a clean nose, watch the clean clothes, you don't need a weatherman to know it's where the wind blows.