Acme

I'm sick of revolutions, anarchy's a bore
tired of all these people , walking through the one way door
well they got money in their pockets and they got nothing in their heads
welltThis town it dont just stink you know its very nearly dead

So, who's fooling who , i know it aint me , you say it isnt you
Dont listen to what they say
dont you know that they tell you lies
and if you want to know the truth
meet me by the drug store tonight
and i'll tell you what is right and i wont do nothing wrong

All these stupid people , who only tell you lies
They can't see the fires burning, behind a scarecrows eyes
and all the cops are telling futures , to all the losers in the town
If I only had some matches , then i'd burn it to the ground

So, who's fooling who , i know it aint me , you say it isnt you
Dont listen to what they say
dont you know that they tell you lies
and if you want to know the truth
meet me by the drug store tonight
and i'll tell you what is right and i wont do nothing wrong
unless you ask