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He grabbed me by the shirt while I was paying for my beer
And screamed "There you are Balthazar I knew I'd find you here"
He hit me in the teeth wnd then he spit into my face
Took the keys to my Mercedes as he quickly left the place
Well if I were in his shoes maybe I would've done the same
But I don't know who he was and Balthazar is not my name
It's really none of my business
It's really none of my business
It's really none of my business
I should be minding my own
And once the show was over, I met a fan at my hotel
He asked if I met Father John, and if I knew him well
He said "Is it true he doesn't eat but lives off staring at the sun?
Or that he keeps a monkey as a pet and taught him how to tune his drums?
I also heard the only drugs he'll take are what he's synthesized himself
Sir, I want to be a writer and I think that this will help"
I said it's none of my business
It's really none of my business
It's really none of my business
I should be minding my own
It's really none of my business
It's really none of my business
It's really none of my business
I should be minding my own
On that fateful day when I get buried in the ground
I bet that I could tell you which friends make it into town
They'll tell you all my dirty secrets and my brother's gonna sing (yeah)
Just make sure my suit is pressed and that they let me keep my ring
I'm not getting into heaven and I don't believe in hell
I just wanna know my friends and family are remembering me well
It won't be none of my business
It's really none of my business
It's really none of my business
I should be minding my own
It's really none of my business
It's really none of my business
It's really none of my business
I should be minding my own
I should be minding my own
I should be minding my own