From The Top, Middle, Bottom, To The City Projects
Theres A Rarified Entity The People Call Respect
I Hear Its Hard To Come By
Namely From The Folks With Their Noses In The Sky
Lay Back, I Advise
At The End Of The Day All The Cream Will Always Rise
Intellectualize
But Baby When You Do Please Look Me In The Eyes

I Politely Refuse Another Feeble Excuse About Why You Cant,
When You Cant,
How You Cant
With Me
Fabrication, Alteration, Hyperinflation Of The Ego
Its A Sad Situation
Please Check Your Pride At The Door
Thats What The Hanger In The Corridors For

Chorus

Well I Dont Know
What You Got Against Me
If You Dont Like It You Can Always Turn The Other Way
I Hear A Lotta Talkin
But I Dont Think Ive Ever Seen You Walkin
So Just Walk On By
Just Walk On By
Just Walk On By

Just In Case You Havent Noticed
Ive Got A Mouth That Doesnt Stop And A Chip On My Shoulder
I Simply Lack The Inhibition To Muzzle My Opinion When It Fits So Well Into A Song
Hey, Maybe Im Right
Maybe Im Wrong
Turn It Off Or Sing Along
I Never Knew The Kind Of Wrath I Could Accrue
By Speaking My Mind And Refusing To Be Used
Get Up, Sit Down, Walk Around, Get A Job, Make Your Daddy Proud
With Room To Grow And Room To Fall
Theres Room To Be Short Without Ever Being Small

Chorus

Well I Dont Know
What You Got Against Me Baby
If You Dont Like It You Can Always Turn The Other Way
I Hear A Lotta Talkin
But I Dont Think Ive Ever Seen You Walkin
So Just Walk On By
Just Walk On By
Just Walk On By