Crime in the City (Sixty to Zero Part 1) Neil Young

[Verse 1]
Well, the cop made the showdown
He was sure he was right
He had all of the lowdown
From the bank heist last night
His best friend was the robber
And his wife was a thief
All the children were killers
They couldn't get no relief
The bungalow was surrounded
When a voice loud and clear
Said, "Come on out with your hands up
Or we'll blow you out of here"
There was a face in the window
The TV cameras rolled
Then they cut to the announcer
And the story was told

[Verse 2]
The artist looked at the producer
The producer sat back
He said, "What we have got here, is a perfect track
But we don't have a vocal
And we don't have a song
If we could get these things accomplished
Nothing else could go wrong"
So he balanced the ashtray
As he picked up the phone
And said, "Send me a songwriter
Who's drifted far from home
And make sure that he's hungry
Make sure he's alone
Send me a cheeseburger
And a new Rolling Stone"
Yeah