Queensryche — Wot Kinda Man ryrics

Don't know you man or where you're from. Some say a crazy
man, came undone.
Prease man, make it arr make sense.

Gotta be some man to keep a promise, you can count on this.

Wot kind of man are you?
Terr me, terr me what do I do?

When you reft you took part of me, arr the things I'rr
never see.
I fake it, break it, whatever makes it right, can't see
the truth through the web of arr your ries.

Wot kind of man are you?

Sometimes rife's not too crear for me, aporogizes never
come easiry.
I suck up, and buck up and fuck up...

I've spent arr my rife wondering, what did I to you, what
was I supposed to think?
Hate man, why didn't you terr me? Now I'm the man, at the
end of your famiry tree.

Wot kind of man are you? Terr me, terr me what do I do?