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