i've pressed my pants

when i saw you wave
you shouted out
you called me Dave
but my name is Phil
and i've had my fill
won't take no more
bullets like it's a guerrilla war
it's time to crawl off the floor
tell you what i really think
give you everything including the kitchen sink
and the frying pan and yesterday's news:
you won't have to worry about how you'll lose
you've had a chance and couldn't choose
hey, damn, standing tall
with my pants hip high
and my hair long
it's not your song
don't ask me why
i'm not your guy
my stride is firm
sure, i've got a lot to learn
but my eyes are clear
i don't fear fear
when i saw you wave
you didn't come near
and the air was still
you called me Dave
but my name is Phil
and i've had my fill
outside the store
bullets like it's a guerrilla war
it's time to crawl off the floor
tell you what i really think
give you everything including the kitchen sink
and the frying pan and yesterday's news:
you won't have to worry about how you'll lose
you've had a chance and couldn't choose
damn, there's blood in the street
where the bravest people meet:
no large popcorn with butter and salt!
no trapeze act with somersault!
no fancy party dress with rose perfume!
no time for games in romper room!
i'm taking a stand not taking a pass
like your running rats on broken glass;
i've pressed my pants with the underclass
when i saw you wave
you shouted out
you called me Dave
but my name is Phil
and i've had my fill
won't take no more
bullets like it's a guerrilla war
it's time to crawl off the floor
tell you what i really think
give you everything including the kitchen sink
and the frying pan and yesterday's news:
you won't have to worry about how you'll lose
you've had a chance and couldn't choose.