Verse 1
You caught me on my way to destroy stages
You stopped me, bitter-faced, to ask me this:
"Yo, I don't understand your agitation
Why can't you write a track that's sensitive?"

Chorus
It isn't, Because I
Just didn't think about it
It isn't, because I
Just c c c can't

I wish I c c c could

Little man
I wish I c c c could

Verse 2
You took a step back when I started howling
You turned and told your friends with hostile frowns
"This dude is furious I don't quite get it
I wonder why he doesn't just calm down."

(Pre Chorus)
Little girl
I wish I c c c could
Verse 3
I made my way back to the merch booth after
A man confronts me, smiling ear to ear
The sweat is dripping from his face in gallons
And all he wants to do is shake my hand
(Then he) stops to tell me he'd be six feet under
That's if it wasn't for our caveman jams