| Lyrics: | I look good in a glass pack.
I look good and mean.
I look good in metallic, sick
wraparounds blackout tease.
I scud along the horizon
I drink some sweet tree tea.
I
get high in my low-ass boot cut cheap.
I like being seen.
I look good with my drink, eat,
no sleep,
Take a leap, longevity.
I get high on my attitude, latitude, 1973
I'm in
deep.
My head's on fire and high esteem.
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done
that, anything.
Oh, the wake-up bomb. Oh, the wake-up bomb.
Oh, the wake-up bomb. Oh, the
wake-up bomb.
My head's on fire with high esteem.
Get drunk and sing along to
Queen.
Practice my T-rex moves and make the scene.
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done
that, anything.
I had to knock a few buildings over, I make an ugly mess.
I had to
blow a gasket, drop transmission,
I had to decompress.
I had to write the great American
novel
I had a neutron bomb.
I had to teach the world to sing by the age of 21.
I wake
up (I wake up) I wake up (I wake up)
I threw up when I saw what I'd done.
Oh, the
wake-up bomb. Oh, the wake-up bomb.
My head's on fire with high esteem.
Get drunk and sing
along to Queen.
Practice my T-rex moves and make the scene.
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere
doing anything.
I've had enough, I've seen enough,
I've had it all, I'm giving
up.
I won the race, I broke the cup,
I drank it all, I spit it up again.
I've had
enough, I've seen enough,
I had it all, I'm giving up.
Won the race, broke the
cup,
Drank it all, spit it up.
Yeah, atomic, supersonic.
What a joke, I'm
dumb.
See ya, don't wanna be ya.
Lunch meat, pond scum.
My head's on fire, in
high esteem.
Get drunk and sing along to Queen.
Practice my T-rex moves and make the
scene.
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything.
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing
anything.
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything |
