(Hey hey hey)
   Me and G.B., we ain't never gonna confess
   We cheated at the math test
   We carved some dirty words in our desk
   Well, now it's time for recess
  
   Old man waitin' by the monkey bars
   Tradin' all his ball cards
   And they promised him a gold star
   And they told him he could go far
  
   Hey Mr. Bluelegs
   Where are you takin' me?
   I'm like a lifer
   In the state penitentiary
   If I keep my nose clean
   I won't get my eyes shined
   But I'm proud to be
   Public animal number nine
  
   License plates are, are runnin' out of my ears
   I'd give a month of cigarettes for just a couple of lousy beers
   Or even a bottle of real cheap wine
   But that's the price you pay to be
   Public animal number nine, number nine
  
   Hey Mrs. Cranston
   Where are you takin me?
   I feel like a lifer
   In the state penitentiary
   She wanted an Einstein
   But she got a Frankenstein
   Yeah, I'm proud to be
   Public animal number nine
  
   Public animal number nine...