The Boy's Got Problems, The Boy's Got

Reverend Smith, He Recognized Me And Punched Me In The Nose.

City People Live The City. We Live In L.a., New York, We Live In Places Where It's Chaotic And You Never Know What's Gonna Happen. And That's The Music - You Never Know What's Gonna Happen.

The Minute You Step Onstage, You Get Eight Feet Taller.

Chained In A Cell, Got My Own Private Hell. Preacher Crucifies Me, Warden Wants To Fry Me.

I Came Into This Life, Looked All Around. I Saw Just What I Liked And Took What I Found.