Well, I see you standin’ there
with your finger in the air.
Ev’rything we do,
you wanna leave it up to you.
Who do you think you are?
You think you are a star,
try’n’ to run the town,
always try’n’ to put us down.
Well, you think that you’re right.
You think you’re out of sight.
Tell me something, mister;
why’d you have to make us so uptight?
Well, you say you’ve been try’n’.
You know that you’re ly’n’.
I think you need some groovin’.
Who do you think you’re foolin’ now?
Well, you better start changin’.
You life needs rearrangin’.
You better do some talkin’
or you better do some walkin’ now.
Yeah, you think that you’re right.
You think you’re out of sight.
Tell me something, mister;
why’d you have to make us so uptight?
I know what you’re doing,
all that you been doin’ wrong.
I don’t know what you’re feelin’,
oh, but you been feelin’ long.
Well, you think that you’re right.
Tell me something, mister;
why’d you have to make us so uptight?
