Memphis

Sit in the little room with the back of the stage
 And read your comics
 Sift through all the obscure comments and demands
 Strangers who think they know
 Strangers who think they deserve something
 Well, I wrote the address down and I think you live there
 But I won't let it frighten me
 This club blows like any other
 Why do you look so happy together
 Fucking around
 Too much beer in the parking lot for you
 I've read these walls too many times
 I can't think of another clever line
 From a stranger who thinks they deserve something
 Well, I wrote the address down and I think you live there
 But I won't let it frighten me
 Well, I wrote the address down and I think you live there
 But I won't let it frighten me