I've been thinking in between breaks from drinking
About the the things you said concerning my singing
Oh, you said the top ten billboards, I could break in
Tell me are you for real or just faking?
I grow up and you think the hippies would dig me
I would work on my flow if you thought I had hip-hop in me
To impress the girls I'd work on my sensitivity
As for my debts, who's proud for punk crowd longevity
CHORUS
And if you told me that I could be famous
I present you with a list of changes I could make
We could fake the world out
It's all 'cause of us I'd caused shotgun on the tour bus
Playing every show shirt lest ladies would adore us
Throwing pennies on stage at every single chorus
Then we'd break up the band cuz all this money bores us