So how does it feel to stand so close and never understand
How do you feel when you mean so much but you don't even give a damn
You let a lotta people down
You let a lotta people down
You've got a lot to learn
You can't do that, oh
Just who the hell do you think you are
You can't do that

Well you rode upon a wicked fence, could have fallen either way
But you've chosen other losers in your sick, sick game
You let a lotta people down, oh
You let a lotta people down
Yeah, well you've got a lot to learn
You can't do that, oh
Just who the hell do you think you are

Just how can you keep going
With all that's going on
The best thing about knowing you is knowing when you're gone
You let a lotta people down

Your conscience has ghost writers
Your dirty hands are clean
Flesh and blood and life and death
No it's no mystery

You let a lotta people down, oh
You let a lotta people down
Well you've got a lot to learn
You can't do that, well
Just who the hell do you think you are
You can't do that
You can't do that

Cause you ain't seen nothing til the man starts coming with the gun
No you ain't seen nothing til some man starts coming with the gun

You ain't seen nothing til some man starts coming with the gun
You ain't seen nothing til the man starts coming with the gun

Written by Rick Nielsen, Robin Zander, and Tom Petersson