Do oneA-one, a-two, a-one, two, threeI saw a sweet-smelling girl act sexyWhile the guy got his pocket pickedI saw a boy shining shoes get stepped onBy the same pair of boots he lickedI saw a slave-driving man disgustedBy the size of his house and carAnd if there really is a Hell to go toWe don't got to go too farIt don't matter where you come fromAnd it don't matter who you are'Cause if there really is a Hell to go toWe don't got to go too farNo, we don't got to go too farI saw a child into selling flowersCuss you out if you passed her byI saw a bank robber sharing profitsWith a cluck from the FBII saw an old hungry soul mistrustedBy a youth eatin' caviarAnd if there really is a Hell to go toWe don't got to go too farYou can be just a poor hitchhikerOr the guy in the shiny carBut if there really is a Hell to go toWe don't got to go too farNo, we don't got to go too farI saw a kid smokin' grass get bustedBy the man known in every barAnd if there really is a Hell to go toWe don't got to go too farNo, we don't got to go too farOh no, we don't got to go too farNo, no, no, we don't got to go too far
