Written by: r. robinson & c. robinson



If you feel like a riot, then don't you deny it

Put your good foot forward

No need for heroics i just want you to show it

Now's the time to shine

Your independence is a half ass deliverance

The train left the station

The recognition of the same old condition

Your symptoms showing through



Well regardless of the truth

You still act so aloof

In the face of your judge & jury

You have the nerve to say not guilty



But can you sting me

Can you sting me

Right to my rotten bones



Well the bells ring out for the crimes of the century

By courtesy of your mother

The signs reads welcome to the valley of discovery

Look at what money can buy

Sons & daughters better open your eyes

Tell me what you're seeing

This submission is a tired tradition

It's everyone's sacrifice



Well believe you me

I've got nothing up my sleeve

Except a heart and a chip on my shoulder

Yes i'm young and don't like getting older



Yeah but can you sting me

Can you sting me

Right to my rotten bones



Come on my sweet little thing

What new things can you show me today

I got one question

I believe it's subjective

What is a wasp without her sting?



I don't want to sound bitter

Yeah you touch me just like murder

Living ain't so easy

When all i want from you is to sting me



Can you sting me