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