Text: john butler trio. Pickapart.

So there ain't no need to pickapart me
'Cause what you get ain't what you see
I said a little fucked up, a little crazy
But there ain't no need to pickapart me

Going down the road nobody
Gonna get in my way
Nothing gonna stop old me
From finding myself a new day

And as long as I don't hurt no one
I don't be hurting no one I still say
Nothing gonna stop old me
From finding myself a new day

I said and nothing going to stop me or you
Hell no

So there ain't no need to pickapart me
'Cause what you get ain't what you see
I said a little fucked up, a little crazy
But there ain't no need to pickapart me

I got four Hail Marys flying over my head
Trying to make me sad everyday
Gonna shot those little motherfuckers down
With my positive artillery

'Cause it doesn't really matter
Who you listen to or who ya gonna believe?
I said nothing really stopping me
Or anybody else from going and being free

Nothing gonna stop you or me
Hell no
No nothing gonna stop me or you
Hell no