Know me, you know, me You know me, you know me Every time you try to forget who I am I'll be right there to remind you again You know me (pow! pow!), you know me 'mind them that they they know me Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na

I'm gonna get it right They They can try to hold me down, but I am 'Cause I'm gonna get it right When the sky is filled with smoke and fire All I want is something better in the purple light I am walking down that road Where did all the flowers go? They say

I will not vanish and you will not scare me Try to get through it, try to bounce to it All the while thinking I might as well do it They They be lovin' someone and I'm not that stupid Take the next ticket to take the next train Why would I do it? And you

Where hearts can get broke and forever's so hard to find People still dream, and people still hope That someday they'll get it right In this crazy world of mirrors and smoke Nobody thought that we'd last as long as we have I guess we showed 'em Now I

Eighteen years had come and gone For mama they they flew by But for me they drug on and on We were loading up that Chevy Both tryin' not to cry Mama kept on talking Putting off goodbye Then she took my hand and said "Baby, don't forget

Tell me why I can't get no relief Wonderin' when they'll come for me A paranoid man makes paranoid plans I'll do what I can but it's out of my hands Struggling just to find my peace Never know when someone come and try to take my life I been sleeping

I'm running from my past (Bane) That's why I wear the mask The devil out to get me, moving pretty fast Head on collision, I'm tryna avoid the crash (pain) These blood sucking leeches, all they they want is the cash You don't get the picture, it could be gone

I'm gonna get it right They They can try to hold me down, but I am 'Cause I'm gonna get it right When the sky is filled with smoke and fire All I want is something better in the purple light I am walking down that road Where did all the flowers go? They say

Up among the heather in the hills of Benafee There's a neat little lass and her name is Mari-Mac And make no mistake she's the girl I'm gonna track Lots of other fellas try to get her on the back. But I'm thinkin' they'll have to get up early. Mari-Macs

All bad, all bad They They try to get at me (They try to get at me) Behind your back (your back, your back) Tryin' to tell me that I'm just like the others But I ain't all bad No, no, I ain't all bad I ain't all bad I might make you mad, so mad My bad, no, I