I don't need no publisher I don't need no record label I don't need no business man My songs aren't for sale
Hey you standing there And you climbing up my stairs And yes you taking my share Damn you and your average stupid ways
I don't need no double time I don't need no rhythm nd rhyme I don't need no attitudes I don't need no stinking rules
Hey you, why are you standing there Take your shoes off when you climb my stairs And listen up, you up there Damn you and your average stupid ways Your ways always do me over
Where's mine? I want what's mine! I say what's mine is what I want.
I don't need this puddy town I don't need this worthless crowd I don't need no platform to stand on I don't need absent abandon
Hey you standing there And you climbing up my stairs And yes you taking my share Damn you and your average stupid ways Your ways always do me over
Everybody's got a trick up their sleeve Pretending friends make out like thieves
Hey you! Standing there And you climbing up my stairs All I'll ever need is me I stay alive with my bloody selfish bleed My blood is always running over
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