Hey, your place to prey Wait for times sake Stay, waste away Clay in your shape Another mourning job Another wasted arrow I am a money slob It says it in my tarot cards When I meet your God I'll sell my name So I can be blinded binding his aim When I meet your God, I'll play his game. What am I looking for? Another howdy do Another big fuck you I am the golden boy Better believe I'll work you hard.

Why would anyone live in hemet All the roads are paved with cow shit And if you think that you don't stink I'm here to say you do And I'm not gonna visit you Why would anyone live in yucaipa Your backwards hats make you look like dicks With your lifted trucks and your chewing dip You're a bunch of toothless hicks A bunch of idiots Why would anyone live in riverside Where the hipsters mandate every rule Well I got some bad news if you've got right-leaning views They think they're better than you And you're not "human" too There's one good thing about these cities The bums will do most anything for a cigarette So if you need a quick suck-and-fuck I have five cigarettes

I got the power I never shower Give me a handshake with your hand It's my job To be a slob I wanna make you understand 'Cause if you think I don't care I have batman underwear Here's a tip: Your baby dick could make you a millionaire You look like MIcheal J Fox Did your makeup on a sandrail It looks like you just lost a fight against a happy meal All the monkeys at the zoo are all afraid of you 'Cause you squeeze through the bars and try to kiss them I might look like a french fry But I am not a bad guy I can tell you're a pigsty Behind your gumball eyes You look so fucking oily You make hotdogs self-conscious You're so fucking sweaty There are fish less wet than you All the monkeys at the zoo are all afraid of you 'Cause you squeeze through the bars and try to kiss them

Where did all my youth go? I worried over situations that I have never worried about before Turning twenty four This must be what it feels like To be my dad Where did all my time go? I flushed it down a giant toilet I am Sticking my hands down there Just to find anything Where did all my friends go? I often wonder how they're doing when I pass by places I know I've puked Right in front of them Why does it feel so sad Pretending I'm my dad He told me in confidence that he doesn't want to live Asking if I would miss him if I wasn't his kid Between you and me I've been practicing how not to I have so many questions None that can't be solved with a bottle of gin I'll go hide out in my room Wish I was twenty again So I could feel that drunk Without throwing up I wonder if all things waste away when you get old If it isn't worth it in the end like I've been told I forgive myself And I blame everyone else

There's a woman looking outside of her bedroom window again There's a rule that she can never break if she wants to live I don't know if she remembers what it's like to have a friend And that's fine as long as she remembers what it's like To loathe And be loathed Lo and behold The world at large will break her bones I don't know if she can hear me in the state she's in right now There's a rule that she can never break if she wants to love me I don't know if I can find the words to change her mind again She will do whatever she has conjured up to do She will jump She will fall And lo below The world at large will break her bones

Wanna sit at home And watch TV Gonna microwave Some mac'n'cheese Gonna fire up My PS3 Gonna drink too much And smoke some weed 'Cause I'm all on my own Broke screen on my phone And no one can text me again Thought I lost my cat Freaked out a second Then I forgot And played some Tekken Wish I had more friends Or an ATV That I could wheelie Into the sun Cause I'm all on my own Broke screen on my phone Got tears in my beer Got holes in my jeans I'm all on my own Broke screen on my phone And no one can text you again (x files)

Black in black I hit the black I've been too long I'm glad to be black Yes, I'm let black From the smack That's kept me hanging about I've been looking at the crack 'Cause it's gettin' me sack Forget the hearse 'cause I never slack I got nine cats Cat's cat Abusin' every one of them and running wild 'Cause I'm black Yes, I'm shaq Well, I'm track Yes, I'm lack Well, I'm black, black Well, I'm smack smack Yes, I'm black in black

People make fun of me and my Fuzz pedal, it gets me down I tell it all my secrets I love the way it sounds My fuzz pedal I wanna sound like smashing pumpkins I wanna sound like black sabbath I wanna sound like eye hate god I wanna slice of that big muff pi I tuck it in at night and I gave it matching clothes It gave me op amp fever But that's the way it goes

I am not a wealthy dude But I got a couple bucks and I'm spending it on alcohol Because I like to feel shitty All the time I'm not gonna plea with the paladins I've got a remedy for drunk driving I really have to pee but I'm holding it in Til I get off the freeway I got all the time in the world to spend All my fucking cash on some dumb girlfriend Who doesn't understand that she just pretends To like me for who I am I got time for all that jazz, but it eludes me I am making all these plans for some failure I need a mirror so I can fuck myself I'll stay alone and you can suck my pooch I'm the king of beers I'm the wayne gretsky of knocking 'em back I'm too drunk to steer I'm the king of beers I'm not gonna play if I'm not picked first You're a good sport, but I think I'm cursed Every time I lose I almost burst Into tiny flames I am twenty four And I never try I am twenty four And I always whine About being twenty four I should spend my time Actually doing something Give me two birds in the bush and I'll find birdshit I'm not asking for a rush, 'cause it's not worth it I need a mirror so I can fuck myself If you don't like that you can suck my pooch I'm the king of beers I'm the wayne gretsky of tossing 'em back I'm too drunk to steer I'm the king of beers I am full of tears I make bad excuses for the way that I act It's all becoming clear I'm the king of beers