Texty: Black Flag. Jealous Again. You Bet We've Got Something Against You!.

Spoken:
You don't have anything personal against me do you?
You bet I've got something personal against you!

We know you stole our song
You were there
every touch is wrong
You were there fuckin' wrote it all down
You regret everything you've done now

You bet that I've got something personal against you!
You deny all the sleaze and graffiti
You inflect

You look from our path
It's minus and you're impossible laps
We know
What you've been lying about
Now you bet that I've got something personal against you!
You deny
Sitting at the corner
You die
But the love of your own
You've got nowhere to go but down!