Butch Vig - Mr. Integrity lyrics

Stranded in the streets of San Francisco A rusty car pulled along side of me I looked behind the wheel and I started to squeal An idol's face was staring at me Don't preach to me Mr. integrity Sittin' shotgun, out of my brain Im up for draggin' through the art ghettos Stepped on the gas, gums started to flap Punk rock manifestoes Spittin', fumin' The streets are filled with so much gla** that I wanted to break Eyes spinnin' 'round As my feet shook the ground Like the San Francisco earthquake Don't preach to me Mr. integrity Don't preach to me Mr. integrity I'm not the enemy Please don't preach to me Mr. integrity Stranded in the streets of San Francisco A rusty car pulled along side of me I looked behind the wheel and I started to squeal An idol's face was staring at me Spittin', fumin' The streets are filled with so much gla** that I wanted to break Eyes spinnin' 'round As my feet shook the ground Like the San Francisco earthquake Don't preach to me Mr. integrity Don't preach to me Mr. integrity Don't preach to me Mr. integrity (ha!) I'm not the enemy (no) Please don't preach to me Mr. integrity