Below The Belt

music and lyrics by Dave Carlo

They called me a liar, a cheat and a thief
They called me a sleaze and a creep
They said I was stupid, they said I was wrong
They told me my brain was asleep
They knew all along that I'd take revenge
Get even for all their lies
The truth doesn't hurt as much as this dirt
So now I must plot their demise
Don't
don't criticize or try to be wise
or I'll kick you in the teeth
Don't
don't make me fight, at least not tonight
or they'll be laying your wreath
Don't know who they are but they can't be far