D.W.Y.M.

What I lack in direction
I can match in perspective
I'm hard wired for catching small game
And I'll play ball
Yeah I won't let em know that they rotten
Naw I'm rooting for em!
Who you gonna choose? It's a hot one
And we're all leaving it on the hardwood
Whatever happened to you
It only happened to you
So do what you must
Just don't to it to us
We're all on the bus dude
What's the fuss

You said it like you knew it
You said it like you knew it for a fact but it didn't happen
You said it like you had just read it in a book
But i knew it myself
I shoulda took a look too well, well

Guess i lack a profession
Guess i lack an address
Guess its out of the question
I just got the impression

What you need from me
As fas i can see
There's nothing
As far as the eye can see
I concede, i concede
I'm conceited

You gave me loving that i never knew i needed
But she brought it so she's got it in the bag
Got me eating out the palm of her hand
Like a Pomeranian, bopping heads and singing 'Barbara Ann'
She want a hot Australian
I put a stop to that, i said
"We'll be the robber barons
Who they cough it up to 'til they come prepared"

So don't act sentimental
When the friend of my enemy's
An enemy to everyone he meets for all time
I'm sorry, that shit just wasn't authorized
You can almost see the water in their eyes

What you're feeling is real
And that still doesn't mean its a big deal
It's all piling up
And you fire another one off like
I've been trying find one
And you've been sighing all the ride home

I whip up storms for everyone
Cause everyone
Tells their life story to me

What you need from me
As fas i can see
There's nothing
As far as the eye can see
I concede, I concede
I'm conceited

No matter what, at least I got what I most needed
No matter what, I'm happy just to be here
No matter what it is, it don't matter that much to me
What I lack in protection
I can match in affection
I just got the impression