You want to know what i do? None of your fucking business Knowing that business had a name, Down by law, I've got this nasty habit When I need something I reach out and grab it Once upon a time I had a name and a way But to you I'm nothing but a number Did you hear something outside? Stay away from that window boy Only about ourselves and what we read in the paper Don't you know ink washes out easier than blood But we don't have to try it And we don't have to buy it