They think they own the sun
My wishlist has all these fuckers sorted out
I couldn't disagree more with them
And it worked this wrong address
They eat shit and brains
But I don't need no brains
No I don't need no brains for this
Go out and get
Go out and get me money
Go out and get me money
Go out and get me money
Yeah I love these modern things
I have manuals in mind
Yet I imagine us in all these golden eras
Reminiscing can't expect sense from all that stings
So we'll argue
About those nights of fights like cats and dogs
That's why I say
Go out gotta get me
Go out and get me money
Go out and get me money
Go out and get me money
Go out and get me money
Yeah I'm famous for going too fast and getting lost
In it when ya movin' in start
When you're movin' in started.