"What's Wrong With Me?" lyrics

Downtown Germany
Yeah, people there fucked with me
Downtown Hollywood
I'd shoot 'em down if I could

What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
It ain't none of your God-damned business

You know, downtown Birmingham?
Yeah, we still get the upper hand
And downtown Paris, France
They only give us half a chance

What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
It ain't none of your God-damned business

Downtown NYC
Funny how them people be
(Woo-hoo!)
Downtown Baltimore
Is crowded with pimps and whores

What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
It ain't none of your God-damned business

Downtown Nashville
Poor man's poppin' pills
Downtown Rimini
We're out of gas by the sea

What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
It ain't none of your God-damned business

- What's that on your shoulder?
- What?
- That, on your shoulder?
- That's my head
- Uh, is that the root of all your problems?
- No
- Then what is your problem?
- What?
- Well, I wouldn't say I've got what you call a chip on my shoulder
- No
- There's just some people that I can't get along with
- No
- I mean I've tried and then I've really tried
- Yeah
- And it never seems to work out, honey
- Well, what are we going to say to these people?
- There's a big, ugly city out there
- You wanna see it?
- Yeah, I wanna see it
- Well then look through my eyes and you can see it

What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with me?
It ain't none of your God-damned business