Knockin' on my shoulder's some liquor stinkin' jerk    To bother me    Even Rock 'n' Rollers need some peace and quiet    And their privacy    God knows this is not a friend    Just someone tryin' to use me in the end    It's just my situation, my frustration tries to get    The best of me       WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?   WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?      Money can buy freedom but no love, maybe some    False security    You can try to work me, you can't hurt me    You can't fake sincerity    No need to live up to what you expect    Of course I'll give you equal respect    But I don't waste my time with no slime    I don't burn my bridges - maybe just one lane       WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?   WHO ARE YOU AND WHATCHA WANT?      Locked up with a complete stranger    In a bathroom, lost in an eight-ball    With great plans for the world's salvation    ...Down the drain by the pain of the morning light