For 30 old years I was a newspaper man
I made my living with a pen and a pad
God I miss the smell of paper and ink on my hands

Back from the desert for a year or so
I left more in the sand than you'll ever know
Another war was waitin' for me when I got back home
In the name of flags and evil lies
I'm still living, yeah sent there to fight
Well that's my story what else can I say

Hey hey I got a lot to give so can't you see
I'm still breathing and my heart still beats
They took the car but they left the lease
Does anybody want what's left of me
Boarding up the house they left the keys
Rolling on in the city with empty streets
I ain't checking out I still got my dream
Does anybody want what's left of me hey hey

You cut your hair and went with a punk rock band
When it's all about CVs DVs I don't understand
All that's left on all the t-shirts any broke your plan
I sold my drums to make ends meet
They woke up we had to eat
It's he same old shits that happens for these days

Hey hey I got a lot to give so can't you see
I'm still breathing and my heart still beats
They took the car but they left the lease
Does anybody want what's left of me
Boarding up the house they left the keys
Rolling on in the city with empty streets
I ain't checking out I still got my dream
Does anybody want what's left of me hey hey

Well I'm a teacher I'm a farmer I'm a union man
It's getting hard to make a living in this hard land
We working in our factories all these jobs went overseas

Does anybody want does anybody want
Does anybody want what's left of me
I got a lot to give so can't you see
I'm still breathing and my heart still beats
They took the car but they left the lease
Does anybody want what's left of me
Does anybody want my old rent
Take the chance
I ain't checkin' out I still got my dreams
Does anybody want what's left of me hey hey

Does anybody want Does anybody want
Does anybody want what's left of me hey hey
Does anybody want does anybody want
Does anybody want what's left of me