Lyrics

I want to be your anti-enemy A venomous tooth in a smile of youth, that's me Stuck in love, hand in glove Your answer question I wanna be your, yes, man I wanna be your, yes, man No need to need an antidote or remedy Search nowhere, lucky charm Tucked in the arm for hunger and sighted I wanna be the waiter I wanna be your, yes, man I wanna be your, yes, man Here I am At rock bottom It's rocky and full of rocks Like enlightenment but in reverse I'm not the army of me I usеd to be The uniform's a little small on mе Once through in the town I do all the laundry now You're so made of bread and teas Who wants to make your breakfast? I wanna pay your rent man But only when you want a man I wanna be your, yes, man I'm gonna be your, yes, man I wanna be your, yes, man I wanna be your, yes, man I'm gonna be your, yes, man