Youre shooting looks at me semi-automatically
  Just like youve never seen what it is that you see
  I'm just a man in the street
  I got shoes on my feet
  You always get what you want
  But do you know what you need?
  All my intentions are good
  But my pockets are empty
  Ive got nothing to give
  Except for whats in my body
    Let me pat you down
  Are you wired?
  Dont you make a sound
  Were you hired?
  Cause youre a fucking crook
  Youre a liar
  Youre playing with my cash
  So youre fired
  You know its making me lose my mind
  Hard to find
  Lose my mind
  Hard to find
    Im gonna go if you stay
  Im gonna stay if you go
  If you ask I dont know
  If youre fast, then I'm slow
  You know youre pissing away
  Your words bitching at me
  Cause I wont ever hear
  What youre saying to me
  And are you really a fan?
  Are you really the sweet type?
  I dont know, I dont know
  Cause I fell right out of my bed
  And stumbled into your spotlight
  And you could be making this up
    Let me pat you down
  Are you wired?
  Dont you make a sound
  Were you hired?
  Cause youre a fucking crook
  Youre a liar
  Youre playing with my cash
  So youre fired
  You know its making me lose my mind
  Hard to find
  Lose my mind
  Hard to find
    Thanks to Peter (nofxmurphy29@yahoo.com) for these lyrics