Mr. Smarty held a party – Yeah, and noone came then his brotherHeld another – Guess what? – Yeah, just the same!Still so common, no matter how hard they try.Eat the dead; but leave the wounded… Yeah!I can take it, and I don’t take it personallyThe eye turned inwards of the inside world – way too many parties &Way too many pals – Hey, I could be falling, yeah! But, I’m fineAnd if I should roll over – I don’t mind – I’ll need a coca-colaAnd they don’t hear me. So they don’t answer backListening for the cry to match the cry inside of meLevis & Lee – they’re never as blue as meJust came to tell you, I got pissed on my way hereLetting go of all stern warnings, yeah – and it’s weirdTrying to be different – not a chance – get back on my quadrantAnd they don’t hear me, so they don’t answer backThey don’t listen, so they don’t answer backYeah, they don’t hear me, so they don’t answer back