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[Verse 1: Tom Scott]
Yea
See nowadays I sleep standing up I don’t dream no more
I forgot how long I been broke for
It’s just normal now
Like this is always how I always felt
And even thought about what it was like before the drought
What's it all about fuck it I don’t know
I've given up on that
Had enough of that trippy hippy lovey dovey crap
There ain't no God, there ain't no God
You just work at the same old job until you fuck your back
So cut the fucking act dreaming about being rich
Lady luck she can suck my realist dic-
Tatorship that we live in
You can sue the system I’ll be selling tickets to the crucifixion
Of the working class people who don’t ever get a break
Working 14 hour shifts for $11:38 with no rise
Stuck in coal mines for their whole lives
Working overtime until their soul dies
How many dreams does it take to screw a life up
How many beans can I take in one nightclub
Because one won’t do and two ain't enough
I fucked around and got used to the stuff
*sniffs
Fuck
The more I know the more I won’t
The more I score the more I owe
The more I’m all alone mourning on the morning after, after I spent all my dough
Snorting snow now I understand why they call it blow
Watching time running by while I'm running high
Mummified up all night high trying to numb my mind
The sun comes out I come down and come alive
That’s when I'm wondering how much funny can money buy
Sitting bloody eyed fight with buddy died
He hung where we hung I cried for the hundredth time
I'm a pussy I don't want to lie
And I ain't going to lie
I don’t want to die
I don’t want to die
What’s it all about
Who the fuck am I
I used to want to be an astronaut
Funny guy