Now the son's discrased.
He, who knew his father, when he cursed his name turned,
and chased the dollar. But it broke his heart,
so he stuck his middle finger to the world, to the world.
And you take your time and you stand in line.
Well you'll get what's yours, I got mine!
I wish I could be as cool as you and I wish I could say the things you do.
But I can't and I won't live a lie, no not this time.