Letras
Look out, look out, look all around
Seems like the only job in town
Here it is in 1996
You'd think everybody
Be sick of this bullshit
But we're not
We just want to smoke pot
You can kiss my ass
Just give me some grass
Do it yourself means do it for me
I don't give a shit just get my video on MTV
You know exactly what you want
So don't hide your greed behind me
Just own it you little slacker fuck
Didn't you hear there's no free money?
It's not magic, it's work
Yeah, it's cool and it's work
It can feel like a choice between pleasure and existence
It's not magic, it's work
Yeah, it's cool and it's work
It can feel like a choice between pleasure and existence
It's not magic, it's work
Yeah, it's cool and it's work
It can feel like a choice between pleasure and existence