What the hell gives you the right To tell me what to do with my life? Especially when you made a mess Of every chance you had to success Look at you, just look at you I said, "I'm angry just looking at you" Oh, come on Yeah, I'm sick and tired of sitting back And listening to all of your clap-trap If you could get me to take the rap I guarantee, you'd leave me with a backslap Push me to the left, push me to the right Try to take me out of the way Even if you kick me off the edge of the world You're still gonna hear me say What the hell gives you the right To tell me what to do with my life? Especially when you made a mess Of every chance you had to success Look at you, oh, look at you I said, "I'm angry just looking at you" Shouting down, shouting down Shouting down again, mama Shouting down again Shouting down again, mama Shouting down again Shouting down, shouting down I can't begin to tell you All the reasons why you're making me crazy I've got so many answers Like you're stupid, like you're crooked, like you're lazy Hit me with your left, hit me with your right Hit me from the top to the toe Even when you chew me up and spit me out I'm still gonna wanna know What the hell gives you the right To tell me what to do with my life? Especially when you made a mess Of every chance you had to success Look at you, look at you I said, "I'm angry just looking at you" Lookin', shoutin', come on Shouting down again, mama Shouting down again Shouting down again, mama Shouting down again Let me tell you Come on, baby Shouting down, shouting down Angry, baby, angry, baby What the hell gives you the right? © MPL COMMUNICATIONS INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com