I thought I might write
a letter to you,
you know I seen your picture around
An d as I sit in this wood paneled hell,
I'll do anything that
won't bring you down
I read the news and I got to say
that my daddy really hates your sound
And I'll follow you anywhere
if you want me
And the band now keeps on coming
Coming every day
They tell me just what the matter is
And I don't know what to say
But can I ride back today?
Oh baby, gotta get her message through
She gotta make a star
connection tonight
Cause backstage they'll
change her life
Remove her wrapper and make it right
And as she screams in
her front row seats
When the tears are rollin'
down her eye s
It's hard to go back home
and believe in heaven
And a bad man keeps on comin'
Comin' every day
Tell me just what the matter is
And I don't know what to say
Looking right back today
Take a seat you
Give me time, gotta clean my mind,
cried the boy with devil in his pants
It's poor taste what I got to face
and spread religion and rock romance
I was cool in economic school
while those professors
couldn't even dance
An d now they're already planting
my rock and my vines
And a bad man keeps on coming,
coming every day
Tell me just what the matter is
and I don't know what to say
Can I ride back to bed?