I can put on a mask, put on my hat, put on a record and wait. But I've been here before, been shown the door, and I never have nothing to say.

I might think of something on down the way, but i never have nothing to say.

You can push, you can scratch, put me down on the mat, or call me unfortunate names. You can punch, you can kick, make me feel like a dick, and I never have nothing to say.

I might think of something along down the way, but I never have nothing to say.