Two boys on a playground. Tryin' to push each other down. See the crowd gather 'round. Nothing attracts a crowd like a crowd Black gold in a white plight. Won't you fill up the tank, let's go for
Got your sticks, got your stones. Got your ways, your means, your wants. Your needs, yeah, you is all you know. Who can learn what's wrong?. Who can learn what's right by your ways?. See, I can say I'
Quittin' after one more last one. Tired of playin' the clown. If I want your opinion, I'll ask you. I can get myself down Night drivin' without headlight. Wearin' sunglasses too. Lookin' good but