Do Right Won't make the bed up straight, I always stay out late
I never take you out, ask what you're all about
I always smell like smoke, everything is just a joke
I never look at you when you come hear me sing

These are not all of the many simple things you can find wrong with me
Once would you tell me please what do I do, what do I do...right

I never talk to you, be who you want me to
My music's way too loud, my friends are all so proud
Say I'm just wasted hope, I could not thread the rope
More than my pocket's broke and you don't see the ring

These are not all of the infinitesimal things you can find wrong with me
Once would you tell me please what do I do, what do I do...right

Never wanted to play in this game. Yes, you're right
But losing the game doesn't mean that we're losing the fight
Jimmie's Chicken Shack

from the album, Bring your own Stereo-1999