Lyrics

Sometimes I feel like Travis Bickle Just want a shoot up all the bad that's lurking in this town But then I just think ah what the heck Two wrongs don't make a right and all that shit anyhow But you must know what I mean I am just another sucker drying to build a dream I'm not talking about digging any old ditch Can you blame me I just want to make a niche Well here's to a better tomorrow That's what you're supposed to say isn't it? Funny sometimes I wonder whoever thought that one up I wonder is that Guy just full of shit Well Too bad Yeh real Bad I feel bad Talk about me bad You bad Well I know there's some good in there somewhеre Baby if it's the last thing I do But just gotta say the right things Or do thе right deed Till somethings gonna make you feel good too And I feel good know Yeah I feel good now But Then again who am I to jump on my horse And you're just someone headed on the same course Too bad It feel bad Yeh real bad Talk about me bad Don't feel bad? You know Sometimes I get real agitated It's like sparks shooting up around my head But then sometimes the sparks shoot out a bit far And I think I better take back some bad things that I might have said But that doesn't make any different from you or anyone I guess Though it feels kind of nice to rest even forget the rent But then I get that feeling kind of crummy People thoughts about the world you know not so chummy That's when I start to feel like Travis again Shooting out the bad lurking in this town Shooting out the pills Cleaning up the scum There's a man who means business behind this gun Well Too bad Yeh real Bad I feel bad Talk about me bad But if it's the last thing that I do Were talking about the last thing I do If it's the last thing that I do Talk about the last thing that I do Well its too bad Yeh its real Bad I feel bad Talk about me bad