Well, I can wake up in the morning
Gonna stay up afternoon
Don't lie on the sofa
Get myself in the mood, yeah

Gonna get the corner baker
And I'll attend to my maker
I don't take no cigarettes
They gonna move

Gonna spend my money on a sweet and sexy girl
Around, and make me jealous
I can-a cannibal
Too fuckin' weird, up to her

Lazy, I'm white, I am sick

Don't guess it's too bad what thermometer says
Gonna take myself medicine

I'll spend my money on a swingin' chick
We turn around and make us sick
And I got some money, till we fly
I'm lazy, I'm white, and I'm sick

(1, 2, 3, 4!)
(Lazy!) I'm lazy
(White!) I'm white
(Lazy!) I'm lazy
Ashamed of nothing
(Lazy!) I'm lazy
(White!) White
(Lazy!) Lazy
Ashamed of nothing
(Lazy!) Lazy
(White!) White
(Lazy!) Lazy
Ashamed of white
Spoken:
(One)
(Let's do it again)
(Sounded good in here)