Lyrics:

There's not enough of me well,There's way too much of youI think I saw some happy people yesterday and that'll never
do.There's never too much violence,Ain't it time we had a warYou leave on your shirt and I'll be skinsAnd we'll go flying t
hrough the door(intro to chorus 1)These are violent timesAnd I only want to do my part,To sink to hatreds depths and smile
at what we've all become(chorus)I need understanding,Just a pack or two,To help me with my troubles, and what to do'sI d
on't feel no raging,There ain't nothing new,Drop me in the ocean,And paint me blue.I don't have a worry,I don't have a ca
re,I don't have a sound piece of mind,But I manage to fareI don't like neighbors,Well they're just not my kindAnd I think
it might be all for the whales,And I really don't mind(intro to chorus 2)If these are the golden years,Then I think it's t
ime to cash them inTo sit in our rocking chairsAnd talk about the good old days(chorus)(solo)(intro to chorus 1)(chorus)