That sweet little boy just turned ten today
His daddy's only God knows where
He ain't called or done nothing
For three years running
To show he even cares
And that woman he left behind
Is scraping by the best she can
If you ask me that s***** is anything but a man
Some people p*** me off
Make me mad as hell
They don't care who they're hurting
What rug that they're jerking
Out from under somebody else
It gets under my skin
Makes me grit my teeth
They don't think about the cost
Some people p*** me off
That proud old man's somebody's grandpa
Some sweet old lady's whole life
He was walking home Sunday and some punk stole his money
Left him hard to recognize
To think he was left to die
For seven dollars and some change
Makes me wish I could find that boy in some dark alley
Take matters into my own hands
Some people p*** me off
Make me mad as hell
They don't care who they're hurting
What rug that they're jerking
Out from under somebody else
It gets under my skin
Makes me grit my teeth
They don't think about the cost
Some people p*** me off
This world ain't all bad
There's a lot of good going on
Yeah most of us give a d***
No but some don't at all
Those people p*** me off
Make me mad as hell
They don't care who they're hurting
What rug that they're jerking
Out from under somebody else
It gets under my skin
Makes me grit my teeth
They don't think about the cost
Some people p*** me off
Make me ball up my fists
They don't think about the cost
Some people p*** me off
Some people p*** me off
His daddy's only God knows where
He ain't called or done nothing
For three years running
To show he even cares
And that woman he left behind
Is scraping by the best she can
If you ask me that s***** is anything but a man
Some people p*** me off
Make me mad as hell
They don't care who they're hurting
What rug that they're jerking
Out from under somebody else
It gets under my skin
Makes me grit my teeth
They don't think about the cost
Some people p*** me off
That proud old man's somebody's grandpa
Some sweet old lady's whole life
He was walking home Sunday and some punk stole his money
Left him hard to recognize
To think he was left to die
For seven dollars and some change
Makes me wish I could find that boy in some dark alley
Take matters into my own hands
Some people p*** me off
Make me mad as hell
They don't care who they're hurting
What rug that they're jerking
Out from under somebody else
It gets under my skin
Makes me grit my teeth
They don't think about the cost
Some people p*** me off
This world ain't all bad
There's a lot of good going on
Yeah most of us give a d***
No but some don't at all
Those people p*** me off
Make me mad as hell
They don't care who they're hurting
What rug that they're jerking
Out from under somebody else
It gets under my skin
Makes me grit my teeth
They don't think about the cost
Some people p*** me off
Make me ball up my fists
They don't think about the cost
Some people p*** me off
Some people p*** me off