Aint got no action grip
Dont come with a full compliment of weapons
Get off your illin tip
I dont recognize anybody from around here anymore

And I dont want to be your punching bag
Are we losing
are we Middle class gangsters
Wasnt looking at your girlfriend
Didnt touch your Mustang
When I was
In the parking lot
What dont you comprehend
Well Ill speak slowly if your on something
Or faster if your not

And I dont want to be your punching bag