Glad to see your eating grapes in the band room   Stabbed your pickle and we paid for it twice   Kept me quiet with a shot full of gasoline   Pacifying but you can't distract three      What the hell's the matter with you   What the hell's the matter with you   What, what, what, what, what the hell's the matter with you      Heard you found someone to dig through your feces   Only pay him seven fifty a day   Ammunition for a short persecution ring   Spending money and you try to hate me   More than he's worth taking his fare   More than he's worth or the quarter you spare      What the hell's the matter with you   What the hell's the matter with you   What, what, what, what, what the hell's the matter with you   What the hell's the matter with you   What the hell's the matter with you   What, what, what, what, what the hell's the matter with you      [It Was a long time coming   Probably should have happened sooner   Every minute you clocked in   Could have been spent kicking the hell out of you   If you were you, and I was me   And what you thought was your's is all mine now   If I could start all over I'd do it different      So you think you earned all of the money   You booked the show we played the fourth of July   Kept it up with secret knocks and the password   Left your footprints on the big Mac screen   Free is the world, free is the air   More than he's worth or the quarter you spare      What the hell's the matter with you   What the hell's the matter with you   What, what, what, what, what the hell's the matter with you   What the hell's the matter with you   What the hell's the matter with you   What, what, what, what, what the hell's the matter with you