I can never place the name with the face   I can never place the name with the face      Don't touch me   Don't touch me up to the tee by the numbers   It's not much but I'm going under   It's not much but I'm going under   It's not much but I'm going under      Liar, liar, everything's on fire   So I don't want to hear how you crossed the wires   Don't touch me, don't touch me up   Watch, I'll take it to the river   You'll come too, little Indian giver   You'll come too, little Indian giver   You'll come too, little Indian giver      So give us the keys now   We'll burn this hall of justice down   Around the ankles, or just to the ground   Hats off to the city fathers   They're no longer a hundred feet tall   They're no longer, no longer   And we're just here   Another hundred feet stronger