All we is a head-rush All we want is to get out of our for a while We have nothing to Because we have anything we want anyway
We used to hate Now we just fun of them more effective that way
We live We scratch on day to day With but matchbooks And in our pockets And all we are for Is for something worth for
Let's admit America gets the we deserve Let's stop saying, "Don't me" if no one quotes you You probably said a thing worth saying
Sex, drugs, God, Sex, drugs, God, We something to kill the pain Of all nothing inside
Sex, drugs, God, Sex, drugs, God, We all just to die a little bit
We that pop culture Is the kind of culture we're ever gonna have We want to stop reading Stop watching TV, caring about Hollywood
But we're addicted to the we hate We don't run Washington and no one does Ask not what you can do for country Ask what country did to you
Sex, drugs, God, Sex, drugs, God, The only reason you're still Is because someone has decided to let you
Sex, drugs, God, Sex, drugs, God, We owe so money We're not broke, we're We're so we can't even pay attention
So do you want? You want to be famous and and happy But you're terrified you have nothing to offer world to say and no way to say it But you can say it in three
You are more than the sum of what you is not an occupation You are alternately thrilled and Sky and fucked
stop praying for someone To save us and start saving Let's this and start over go out, let's keep going
Sex, drugs, God, Sex, drugs, God, is your life This is fucking life
Sex, drugs, God, Sex, drugs, God, We need to kill the pain Of all that nothing America,
whining, you haven't done Anything wrong because You done much of anything
Sex, drugs, God, Sex, drugs, God, Someone's writing down mistakes documenting your downfall