[CRUTCHIE, spoken]

Dear Jack

(sung)

How are you? I'm okay

Guess I wasn't much help yesterday

Snyder soaked me real good with my crutch

Oh yeah, Jack, this is Crutchie, by the way

These here guards, they is rude

They say "jump", boy, you jump or you're screwed!

But the food ain't so bad, 'least so far, 'cause so far, they ain't brung us no food!

(spoken)

Ha, ha

(sung)

I miss the rooftop

Sleeping right out in the open

In your penthouse in the sky

There's a cool breeze blowin', even in July

Anyway, so guess what!

There's this secret escape plan I've got!

Tie a sheet to bed, toss the end out the window

Climb down then take off like a shot!

Maybe though, not tonight

I ain't slept, and my leg still ain't right

Hey but, Pulitzer, he's goin' down!

And then Jack, I was thinking we might just go, like you was sayin'

Where it's clean and green and pretty

With no buildings in your way

And you're riding Palominos, every day!

Once that train makes-

[BOY]

Shhh!

[CRUTCHIE, spoken]

Damn this place

[CRUTCHIE, sung]

I'll be fine, good as new

But there's one thing I need you to do

On the rooftop you said that a fam'ly looks out for each other

So you tell all the fellas from me, to protect one another!

The end

Your friend

Your best friend-

Your brother

Crutchie