Nerve

They're gonna fire you in the morning If you don't get right All our souvenirs of glory In a big blue pile Why don't you finish what you started? Let your new friends stay For a night or for forever And see if I care Preachers glide along the pavement Into restaurants and bars Traders slink into the warehouse To go and get the jerk in charge Feather bedding for a centrefold From up there alone There's a little piece of paper What did you just call me? Where'd you get the nerve? I'm sorry, I guess I'll never learn These kinds of things, they happen all the time There's no use in taking it to heart There's a lifetime yawning out ahead Come home and show me who you really are What did you just call me? Where'd you get the nerve? I'm sorry I guess I'll never learn Where'd you get the nerve? I guess I'll never learn Where'd you get the nerve? I guess I'll never learn