Knockin' on my shoulder's some liquor stinkin' jerk

To bother me

Even Rock 'n' Rollers need some peace and quiet

And their privacy

God knows this is not a friend

Just someone tryin' to use me in the end

It's just my situation, my frustration tries to get

The best of me



WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?

WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?



Money can buy freedom but no love, maybe some

False security

You can try to work me, you can't hurt me

You can't fake sincerity

No need to live up to what you expect

Of course I'll give you equal respect

But I don't waste my time with no slime

I don't burn my bridges - maybe just one lane



WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?

WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?



Locked up with a complete stranger

In a bathroom, lost in an eight-ball

With great plans for the world's salvation

...Down the drain by the pain of the morning light