Lyrics

My petticoat blew open, so he stuck the dagger in
And said, “Welcome to America, good God where have you been?”
I missed you at the seminar when we all went to get cured
I’d tell you how I’m feeling now, but I can’t afford the word

Why can’t I just get along?

I used to know the land I’m walking, I used to know the air I breathe
But these days I don’t know much of anything, lest they say I’ve got the need
All I wanted was an explanation, but that’s too much to ask
Of these condescending puppeteers behind the drunken masks

Why can’t I just get along?

See them flaunting their nickels and dimes
Across the panorama in their minds
In the barcodes of their primes
With nothing to prescribe

The truth hurts, but it’s all I’ve got
I don’t hide, ‘cause I never get caught
I don’t care if they like it or not
I only want to feel, I only want to feel
I only want to feel that I’m alive

Why can’t I just get along?