You could hear the fuckin' fleas crawlin' on my nuts

Out my window, cool and bright

Fade so slowly into night

Funny how things look the same

Now that my friend Ebin's changed

Ebin was a cooly that I used to know

Now he's down with the PLO

He's cold kickin' it live with the KKK

No JVC, no JFA

Cooly was sportin' black tennis shoes

Dealin', he was looking for something to use

With a pistol in his pocket and a bottle of booze

Well, it could be me or it could be you

Oh, feels like my whole life is rearranged

Ebin, you've changed

Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, you

Oh, how you've changed

Oh, you've changed

Oh, how you've changed

I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay

You got outta jail, just the very next day

Now it's plain to see, my friend Ebin is a Nazi

He was a Nazi, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hooked on crack just the other day

Now he's down with the CIA

We got covert operation in Vietnam

Played a hitman, assassin, like the law's long arm

He went down to protect his country

Eat Mexican food and make lots of money

Come back up north, drive a big white car

And take himself a plane down to Nicaragua

Well, it feels like I'm the only one to blame

Oh, Ebin, you've changed

Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, you

Oh, you've changed

Oh, you've changed

Oh, how you've changed

Oh, I give you a hard time, I didn't want to stay

You got outta jail, just the very next day

Now it's plain to see, my friend Ebin is a Nazi

He was a Nazi, yeah, yeah, yeah

Out my window, cool and bright

Fade so slowly into night

Funny how things look the same

Now that my friend Ebin's changed