| I was walkin' through the city streets
|
| And a man walks up to me and hands me the latest energy drink
|
| «Run faster, jump higher»
|
| Man, I’m not gonna let you poison me
|
| I threw it on the ground
|
| You must think I’m a joke
|
| I ain’t gonna be part of your system
|
| Man! |
| Pump that garbage in another man’s veins
|
| I go to my favorite hot dog stand
|
| And the dude says, «You come here all the time! |
| Here’s one for free»
|
| I said, «Man! |
| What do I look like? |
| A charity case?»
|
| I took it and threw it on the ground!
|
| I don’t need your handouts!
|
| I’m an adult!
|
| Please!
|
| You can’t buy me hot dog, man!
|
| At the farmer’s market with my so called girlfriend
|
| She hands me her cell phone, says it’s my dad
|
| Man, this ain’t my dad!
|
| This is a cell phone!
|
| I threw it on the ground!
|
| What, you think I’m stupid?
|
| I’m not a part of your system
|
| My dad’s not a phone!
|
| DUH!
|
| Some poser hands me cake at a birthday party
|
| Whatcha want me to do with this? |
| Eat it?
|
| Happy birthday to the ground!
|
| I threw the rest of the cake, too!
|
| Welcome to the real world, jackass!
|
| So many things to throw on the ground
|
| Like this, and this, and that, and even this
|
| I’m an ADULT!
|
| Two Hollywood phonies try to give me their autograph
|
| GROUND!
|
| Nobody wants your autograph, phonies!
|
| Then the two phonies got up
|
| Turned out they had a taser
|
| And they tased me in the butthole
|
| Fell to the ground
|
| The phonies didn’t let up
|
| Tasin' on my butthole over and over
|
| I was screamin' and squirmin'
|
| My butthole was on fire
|
| The moral of the story is
|
| You can’t trust the system
|
| Man! |