Who The Hell Are You Lyrics & Chords By The Taxpayers

When the days get long, I remember Atlanta. I can taste the summer on my tongue when I think of the city where I was young. I remember Atlanta; I coulda been a big deal. Coulda been a top pick, but I threw out my arm, so I went into steel. When I moved up to Cleveland, I got a house in Linndale. Worked in the steel mill for a bit, but my ambitions died and life went to shit. I remember the weather there - it was like a war zone. I fell behind in rent and I bounced some checks, so they kicked me out. Who the hell are you? Did you put me here? Can you spare a blanket or a cigarette? See, I lost my coat in a football bet. You know, I used to be a pitcher back in the Georgia summer. Did I tell you about how I threw out my arm? I remember Atlanta. I coulda been a big deal back in '79.