they like to play doctor.
They ask what you're doing that for.
It's them who can't do it no more.
next they're kickin' you out
They always put up a show
so the neighbors don't know
That really you come from a morgue
Oh, please, can't you see
Well, I got nothing on you
Watch out, the government fights
And if you're not very bright
It's a matter of kill or be killed
And you ask them what for,
they've had so many wars,
why this one would cure any ills.
But you're taught to believe,
you swallow it whole like a pill.
Yeah, but who wants to hate
enough to shoot a man over the hill.
I believe I'm getting restless
Oh, please, can't you see
I don't like what you're to me
Well, I got nothing on you
The little boys in the class,
to make it to the football field,
where they huddle and dream
for the cheerleader queen,
but all the girls know it's
Since you're lousy in gym,
you go with your friends,
smoking the hall with great skill,
is you were out in the light
Turning on with the boys from the hill
I believe I'm getting restless
Oh, please, can't you see
I don't like what you're with me
Well, I got nothing on you,
why do you have to have something on me?
you go escaping her curls,
till fi nally she gives you a shove.
Saying, though I know how,
Besides, I was attacked at age twelve
So you make it for the door,
you pick yourself off the floor
Trying anything just for a touch
are you really her friend?
But much more, is this really love?
I believe I'm getting restless
Oh, please, can't you see
I don't like what you're to me
Well, I got nothing on you