Pissin Songtext
von Todd Rundgren

I didn′t notice you there
Till I felt your breath on my neck hair
Now you put me through my paces
You don't know what personal space is
And not a soul in the room
Seems to have your need to share
Did you ever stop to wonder
Does anybody care?
Maybe the ladies aren′t impressed
But I don't think so, let's be honest
Why don′t you give that thing a rest
You′re just a one bit pissing contest
This used to be a nice place
And now your dick is in the mayonnaise
How does one get one's sense of sickness
That scarlet skin of such vast thickness
Of everybody at the party
Your target had to be me
Yeah, I really hate to disappoint you
But I ain′t got the need


'Cause it′s the thing you do the best
The kind of fight of which all falter
You wanna brag, well, be my guest
You won a solo pissing contest
Maybe the ladies aren't impressed
But I don′t think so, let's be honest
Why don't you give that thing a rest
You′re just a one bit pissing contest
I think by now you know better
You can′t get blood from a bore
We gonna find that stupid sucker
Who let you through the door
Maybe the ladies aren't impressed
But I don′t think so, let's be honest
Why don′t you give that thing a rest
You're just a one bit pissing contest
′Cause it's the thing you do the best
The kind of fight of which all falter
You wanna brag, well, be my guest
You won a solo pissing contest
None of the ladies were impressed
I reckon bitches ain't be comin′
We all thought this was a test
We saw a solo pissing contest
You′re just a one bit pissing contest