(Don`t let`em) grind ya down

People gonna make ya wonder if you`re right Keep ya wide awake and worried late at night Why don`t you tell`em to beat it (2) Just a bunch of clowns Don`t let`em grind ya down Sons of bitches, crocodile tear in their eyes We scare`em shitless just by showin` up alive Why don`t you tell`em to shove it They might as well love it Give you run aroad Don`t let`em grind ya down Evil bastards ain`t got nothin` else to do Make your life a misery and put you off your food Don`t you dare to go under Don`t let`em steal your thunder Listen to the sound Well, let`em grind that down I guess I betta get movin` Lotta things I gotta do I realize it was a waste of time Talkin` sense to you Refrain Hope ya got my little message I hope you hear me I thought ya might`ve been the answer Obviously crazy