Texty: Project 86. Rival Factions. Caveman Jam.

You caught me on my way to destroy stages
You stopped me bitter faced to ask me this
You, I don't understand your agitation
Why can't you write a track that's sensitive?

It isn't because I just didn't think about it
It isn't because I just c-c-can't
It isn't because I just didn't think about it
It isn't because

I wish I c-c-could little man
I wish I c-c-could little man
I wish I c-c-could

You took a step back when I started howling
You turned and told your friends with hostile frowns
This dude is furious I don't quite get it
I wonder why he doesn't just calm down

It isn't because I just didn't think about it
It isn't because

I wish I c-c-could little girl
I wish I c-c-could little girl
I wish I c-c-could little girl
I wish I c-c-could little girl
I wish I c-c-could

I made my way back to the Merc Booth after
A man confronts me smiling ear to ear
The sweat is dripping from his face in gallons
And all he wants to do is shake my hand

He stops to tell me he'd be six feet under
That's if it wasn't for our caveman jam

I wish I c-c-could little man
I wish I c-c-could little girl
I wish I c-c-could little man
I wish I c-c-could little girl
I wish I c-c-could