One Reporter's Opinion Lyrics & Chords By Minutemen

Who can be romantic to Mike Watt? He’s only a skeleton.
His body is a series of points with no height, length, or width.
In his joints, he feels life.. his strongest connection.
Between the yelling and the sleep... pain is the toughest riddle.

He’s chalk
He’s a dartboard!
His sex is disease!
He’s a stop sign!