Third Floor Story Songtext
von The Mother Hips

God Damn, you neighbor man, you′re knockin' on my roof with a broomstick in your hand
You lazy punk, I said you gotta wake up at 6am,
Well don′t you know I don't take my rest 'til then
I have to do you in
You can tell me what you want, but I can′t give it to you
Tell me what you want, but I can′t give it to you
The company quit, they didn't do shit for that new record
What do I have to do to get a break Won′t somebody just give me a hit
You can tell me what you want, but I can't give it to you
Tell me what you want, I can′t give it to you
I have a heart that is older than you
I'm a soldier and I′m hurt, it's true
So many times I have tried to brush it off
But your sharpened wit nearly ran me through