What Bothers Me Most Is

I Was King Of The Mountain For A Long Time, Well, I Don't Want That No More. I Like To Perform Every Once In A While For People Who Want To See Me, And Cut Albums Of Music That Is What I'm Really About.

The Men Who Could Not Fight, In A War That Didn't Seem Right. You Let Them Come Home, America.

Don't You Be So Nice To Me; I Fall In Love So Easily.

The Villains Have Turned Into Heroes. The Heroes Have Turned Into Heals.

Those Neon Light Nights, Couldn't Stay Out Of Fights, Keeps A-haunting Me In Memories. There Is One In Every Crowd, For Crying Out Loud, Why Was Is Always Turning Out To Be Me?