X (American punk band) - What's Wrong With Me? lyrics

Downtown Germany Yeah, people there f**ed with me Downtown Hollywood I'd shoot 'em down if I could What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? It ain't none of your god-damned business You know, downtown Birmingham? Yeah, we still get the upper hand Downtown Paris, France They only give us half a chance What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? It ain't none of your god-damned business Downtown NYC Funny how dem people be Downtown Baltimore Is crowded with pimps and who*es What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? It ain't none of your god-damned business Downtown Nashville Poor man's poppin' pills Downtown reimenes We're put of gas by the sea What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? It ain't none of your god-damned business {What's that on your shoulder? What? That on your shoulder? That's my head Uh, is that the root of all your problems? No Then what is your problem? What? Well, I wouldn't say I've got What you call a chip on my shoulder No There's just some people that I can't get along with No I mean I've tried and then I've really tried Yeah And it never seems to work out, honey Well, what are we going to say to these people? There's a big, ugly city out there You wanna see it? Yeah, I wanna see it Well then look through my eyes and you can see it} What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? It ain't none of your god-damned business