If you turn out to be me
I've got a job for you
I'll send the instructions
Kid, we've got a lot to do
Somewhere down the line
In the University Heights
There will be a package waiting
I'll let you know when it's time
And all the city lights
Will go down
You'll be in that alley
With your tongue stickin out
And that's when your second sight
Will go bright
And you will see it there
Written on the back of the highway sign
When it's time
To make right and be made right
To make right and be made right
To make right and be made right
To make right and be made right