Miss Jones

[lyrics that I'm unsure of are bracketed]

I still see them dancing in the yard
The radio is blasting, man these kids are so hard of hearing
where growing up `round here I hear it's hard
You see the ghosts creep down the alleys and the sirens always cheering
always cheering

Every week they've got a brand new dance
The big kids teach the babies shake your pants when you get the notion
While the big boys search for something to enhance
This Friday evening feeling, get on the phone, put your [pall?] in motion
put your [pall?] in motion

You see my grandma's in the house, but she sees all
A little boy said a curse word and then she was at the kitchen window
She said, "BOY! Don't talk like that in my back yard."
She said, "BOY! Don't talk like that in my back yard."
The police cruise by slowly looking hard for a place to go, go (Hi miss Jones)

Miss Jones, yes, I've know the daughter's fallen out of your house
Miss Jones, yes, I've know the son has fallen out of your house
fallen out of your house

And what if we tried to change our minds tonight
Would you say, "I don't know, let's ask Miss Jones, see what she says."
She got this college education, she must know something about the world
except government loans, see what she says
Children, advise to you is to die in school, because they've got no
case of cause for alarm
And what if we tried to change our minds tonight
Would you say that's a case of cause for alarm?