“Whatdoyoumeanwhatdoimean?”

“I need a vacation, I need to get away

from this crazy, thing that’s called life to me

Peace, and Quiet is all I’m asking for,

So stop coming up to me, stop bugging me constantly and

Stop banging on my door.

I can’t take it anymore

I’ve got to run far away

I wont make it here no more

Or I’m gunna kill somebody

Why don’t you stop telling me what to do

Quit fucking harassing me and drop your attitude

‘hey do this’ and ‘dont do that’ you tell me all the time

Did ever stop to think for once, I’ll make up my own mind?

The sweat from my brow, on my open hand it runs down

Slips my fist from grip, I gutta deal with this, but I don’t know how”