hey, elitists from L.A.: Los Angeles, CA
you know who you are. you drive in fancy cars.
your allowance exceeds my rent.
listen to what i have to say, remind
yourselves every day. '
cos theres a message on the way
well first of all, ******** your ******** attitudes.
how can you be so ******** rude.
you ******** look at me like when girls are jealous.
and ******** your ******** L.A. bars, you're all a bunch of wannabe superstars.
yea, ******** your ******** act, you're a
bunch of dressed up ******** rats.
you get anything you want, mommy's dressed up ******** runt.
you're ******** lounging in daddy's ******** mansion.
and all your ******** stupid names, blair and tatus that's ******** lame.
z.a.c. does not spell zack,
what the ******** is with all that?
you think you're so ******** impressive,
if you get your name on a ******** guest list,
raise your nose to the people in
line, give the doorman a ******** high five.
and they go: do my shoes match my shirt?
does the shirt clash with my pants?
do my pants match my eyes?
do my eyes look good tonight?
will this place be cool enough?
your hair looks oh so tough.
this looks so good for us.
tonight my moneys gunna buy me love.
and ******** all of your deceiving what your fake heart
fake ******** bleeding.
and all the girls you lay on your mat, are the
same girls you ******** laugh at.
and ******** your ******** fake a** world,
and all your handed out ******** thrills.
some of us
we have to work hard, just to get our little part.
and maybe your clan is not in boston,
but my friends are ******** awesome.
and we'll keep on doing our best,
even though our lives are a mess.
and we go: will this check support this tour?
will this tour lose my job?
without my job, where's the rent?
should we all just call it quits?
a dinner date sure costs a lot.
when 28 bucks is all you got.
and your life is at a stop. and all your
dreams are all self-taught.
And this is the difference between our lives.
no wonder tonight you feel alright.
and i'm sorry if my mind is occupied, i'm
trying to forget to wonder why.
we're built up from nothing. i'm trying to forget to wonder why.
 Coprinus Comatus · Sun Mar 11, 2007 @ 02:09am · 0 Comments |
