You come around every now and then Your clothes are different but you're still the same Why else would you come here?
Scumbag on a mission You're tellin me that its been awhile Shit-eating grin and a brand new lie Somebody let you come here Scumbag with permission Never thought I'd see The likes of you around this place What's the special occasion? Did you run out of friends? Here you are, comin 'round again And things are different but you still pretend You've got a reason to come here Scumbag with ambition And now you're telling me that things have changed And you'll be leavin in a couple days You're gonna change the world someday Scumbag with a vision It must be nice to know You've got it all figured out But from where I'm sittin It's the same thing again and again You never stopped to think Before you opened up your mouth Cuz every time you do It's the same thing again and again
Writer(s): THOMAS ALLAN FLOWERS, RICHARD C. IVANISEVICH, DOUGLAS JAMES ELDRIDGE