I want my money back. I'm down here drowning in your fat.
You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack. I
ain't afraid of you. I'm just a victim of your fears.
You cower in your tower praying that I'll disappear, I got
another plan, one that requires me to stand. On the stage or in
the street, don't need no microphone or beat. And when you
hear this song, if you ain't dead then sing along. Bang and
strum to these here drums til you get where you belong. I got a
list of demands written on the palm of my hands. I ball my fist
and you're gonna know where I stand. We're living hand
to mouth! You wanna be somebody? See somebody? Try and free
somebody? I gotta list of demands written on the palm of my
hands. I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I stand.
We're living hand to mouth! Hand to mouth! I wrote a song
for you today while I was sitting in my room. I jumped up on my
bed today and played it on a broom. I didn't think that it
would be a song that you would hear, but when I played it in my
head, I made you reappear. I wrote a video for it and I acted
out each part. Then I took your picture out and taped it to my
heart. I've taped you to my heart dear girl, I've
taped you to my heart and if you pull away from me you'll
tear my life apart.. I got a list of demands written on the palm
of my hands. I ball my fist and you're gonna know where I
stand. We're living hand to mouth! You wanna be somebody?
See somebody? Try and free somebody? I gotta list of demands
written on the palm of my hands. I ball my fist and you're
gonna know where I stand. We're living hand to mouth! Hand
to mouth! Ecstacy, suffering, Echinacea, bufferin. We aim to
remember what we choose to forget. God's just a baby and
her diaper is wet. Call the police! I'm strapped to the
teeth and liable to disregard your every belief. Call on the
law! I'm fixin' to draw a line between what is and
seems and call up a brawl. Call'em up now! 'cause
it's about to go pow! I'm standing on the threshold of
the ups and the downs. Call up a truce! 'cause I'm
about to bust loose. Protect ya neck,'cause, son, I'm
breaking out of my noose. I got a list of demands written on the
palm of my hands. I ball my fist and you're gonna know where
I stand. We're living hand to mouth! You wanna be somebody?
See somebody? Try and free somebody? I gotta list of demands
written on the palm of my hands. I ball my fist and you're
gonna know where I stand. We're living hand to mouth! Hand
to mouth!
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