They call me Junior. I live here on the street. I earn two hundred dollars a week. I'd like to say "Hey, thanks a lot." I know I'm missin' something But I don't know what it is That I don't got. I sit here watchin' The people down below. I try to imagine The places they may go. I don't know. I stay home a lot. I know I'm missin' something But I don't know what it is That I don't got. I see the world through the TV Guide, What a safe place for me to run. What a small little man I am. I'm afraid of everything From golden rules to airplanes. What a small little man I am. They call me Junior. I'm caught up in this hell. Sometimes I feel better But I never do feel well. Jesus must have one hell of a plan for me. I know I'm missin' something But I don't know what it is That I don't got. And if I have anything to say About judgement day There'll be a crown in heaven For those who live this way. Anyway, You know exactly who you are. I see the world through the TV Guide, What a safe place for me to run. What a small little man I am. I'm afraid of everything From the golden rule to airplanes. What a small little man I am. They call me Junior. I live here on the street. I earn two hundred dollars a week. I'd like to say "Hey man, thanks a lot" My name is Junior (Chorus out)