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So how the hell are you?
I'm doing fucking great.
I live at home with mom and dad
And never fucking date.
Don't need no woman by my side
I only masturbate.
I ride a bicycle to work
It helps me stay in shape.
My job is just terrific.
I clean up trash and shit.
I deal with asshole fags all day
and take their cash and shit.
I scrub out stains where people
like to park their ass and shit.
Shoplifters get the finger.
I don't give a passing shit.
The future's looking lovely.
I can't wait until I snap.
I don't know what I'm going
to do when I can't take this crap...
Think I'll take a vacation.
A quiet place to rest.
I'll slumber in a little box
with flowers on the chest.
My face is just too pretty.
Too fine to kiss it seems.
Never seen nothing like it
on a Maxim magazine.
My head is just to witty.
To hard to understand.
That's why I can't relate to you
and my jokes never land.

I'm so happy that I think I'm gonna J my pants
I'll finish off this bottle then I'll do a little dance
I'll pop a roll and smoke a bowl and space out in a trance
Keep thinking happy thoughts 'cuz we're just happy worker ants.

My friends are fucking stellar.
At least when they're around.
Sometimes they lie, sometimes they die,
Commitment's never sound.
At least I got the fam.
They like to poke and diss.
But they would never shun me
Just cuz I was atheist.
As long as I stay quiet,
And rent is never missed,-
Show respect, and babysit my baby sister's
baby kids.
I clean the cribs, bottle lids,
wash the messy bibs.
It's strange I don't complain,
Just do what daddy never did.
I'm so grateful,
That I don't live in the middle east.
I live with fat Americans
Who love to cook and feast.
So fuck those other countries.
We give money to our priests.
Those stupid starving kids
should learn to hunt or farm at least.
Isn't life so funny?
Mine's a fucking joke.
I'm basically a druggy head who's
fronting like he's loc.
I have more fun in dreams
than possible when I'm awoke.
I guess my goal's to see
how much suffering I can soak?


I'm so happy that I think I'm gonna J my pants
I'll finish off this bottle then I'll do a little dance
I'll pop a roll and smoke a bowl and space out in a trance
Keep thinking happy thoughts 'cuz we're just happy worker ants.