I Am Right

You were always cunning like the game you played

Cuz yr mind is kind as yr friends would say

You got what you wanted but not what you needed

No matter how hard you pleaded

You're eighteen and you know it all

So how in the hell could you ever fall

You're such a thoughtless gutless fool

Who taught you 'bout drugs

And kept you outta school



Right!

I am right

I am right!

I am right



No one, no one is gonna tell me otherwise

No one, no one is gonna fill this boy with lies



Yr trashcan jazzman really was a has-been

Though you laid him down like he was the last man

Though your family never took a calling

When they built the covers you were injected

With yr back in a brace, yr arms in a sling

You got to 2nd Avenue and had yr fling

You were body time to the protest line

But what did you get from screaming screaming

Screaming:



I am right!

I am right

I am right!

I am right



No one, no one is gonna tell me otherwise

No one, no one is gonna fill this boy with lies



So forth and so forth, you really had a cold heart

Once on yr knees, you weren't such a bad sport

You started cryin' when they caught you lyin'

No one ever said you weren't tryin'

Yr mind on the freeway, yr mouth on a cliche

You walk thru the party, talking like a DJ

You like the rations, and little glass fashions

Your painted slogans really say:



I am right!

I am right

I am right!

I am right



No one, no one is gonna tell me otherwise

No one, no one is gonna fill this boy with lies