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
Kickin it live with the KKK
No JDC, No JFA

Cooly was sportin' black tennis shoes
Dealing 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

Oh Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you...
You have changed
Oh you've changed
Oh how you've changed

I give you a hard time, would not stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
Now it's plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi
Well he was hooked on crack just the other day
And now he's down with the CIA
Covert operations in Vietnam
With a hitman and assassin like the law's long arm
He went down to protect his country
Eat Mexican food and makes lots o' money
Come back up north and 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 changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you
Oh you've changed
Oh you've changed
Oh how you've changed

I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
Now it's plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi

Out my window cool and bright
Fade so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed