"Want a piece of it? Like you had yesterday Like a bad idea But now it's falling black rain over me They want a piece of me, they want one piece a day What can you say? Shut up and feel great You're an angel, you're a bastard son You're so cynical You're the only one I know 'round here Under the streetlight we wait until we die And when were old we'll be to tired to fight And that's what they want, that's what they want They want to wait us out And they've got all the time in the world They want a piece of me, they want one piece a day What can you say? Shut up and feel great You're an angel, you're a bastard son You're so cynical You're the only one "