I sit up all night And know it ain't right, baby But I don't I don't think, don't think that I Talk no more And everybody says Boy why don't you just leave it alone But I don't think I can

You on that bullshit ain't you? Now, you on that bullshit ain't you? Yeah, yup, yeah, yup Everybody with me, nigga deep I got the 100's big faces like a mongoloid (God forgive me) I'm back on my bullshit They say we smoke, we gon' smoke You say we gon'

And everybody say, "Is he all right?" And everybody say, "What's he like?" And everybody say, "He sure look funny" That's Montgomery Clift, honey! Say, where did I see this guy? In 'Red River'? Or a 'Place In The Sun'? Maybe 'The Misfits'? Or 'From Here

Hey, what you say, Jonny? He's convinced himself right in his brain That it helps to take away the pain When everybody else refrains My uncle Jonny did cocaine It's a yearning that you can't ignore I wanna go out tonight Come a little closer to the city

But mama just wants to barrel house all night long I was up the road on easy street Watching everybody stand around and cheat A man comes up and says Move along back to the corner where you belong I hear the city singing like a siren choir Some fool

This is heaven, yeah Everyday I know that this might hurt but I don't care Oh everybody feels alive Everyone they say that we don't work But I could swear this is heaven, yeah Oh you don't feel alive now When the room don't like us I'll be at your table

Why should I I'm a mother fucking wrecking I'm a mother fucking wrecking ball Always be the one to back away Have to be the one to not say what's on my mind Sick of all the bullshit Sliced up, shot down Everybody bows down Kill em all, let em fall

All I want to say is that They don't really care about us Skin head, dead head Everybody gone bad Everybody allegation In the suite, on the news Everybody dog food Kick me, kick me He wouldn't let this be, no, no

I'm sick and tired of the games you played Every move I make your ass got something to say Scandalize my name when you see it in the paper Trying to turn it all around when it wasn't that way Everybody is trying to figure me out What the hell is wrong

Why I sing the blues And everybody wanna know Why I'm singing the blues I've been around a long time Well, I've been around a long time Everybody wanna know I say I've been around a long time I've really, really paid my dues Everybody wants to know