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i don’t want to do anything
tomorrow, tomorrow
i don’t want to do anything
tomorrow, tomorrow

but f-ck, i got a job and
f-ck, i got bills and
f-ck, i got a girl and

yo, check check check
stoney, stoney bologne!
check one-two
coming back at you
yo, obama!

ungh, growing up sucks
i got 300 bucks in my bank, i’m f-cked
my friends are all dead
and the fake friends that i have think i’m f-cked in the head

i had to throw away my jeans (why?)
because i got so f-cking fat, my pants, they busted at the seams
osteoporosis
colonoscopy avoidin’, my -ss is covered in ointment

i got two cr-ppy little kids
i’m wiping one of their -sses while the other one sh-ts
reminiscing on better days
when so many babes loved me i couldn’t remember their names

laurane? is that you, from 2003?
the girl i took to prom and touched my p-n-s in a limousine?

no, it couldn’t be
cause you moved back to cali in 2003
i remember the day you left
i put flowers on your doorstep

there comes a time in everyone’s life
where they take a seat and say, “i wish i was nine again”
(again, again)
cause i don’t want to do anything
there comes a time in everyone’s life
where they take a seat and say, “i wish i was nine again”
(again, again)
cause i don’t want to do anything

i wish that i was young again
nine years old, back when sh-t was kinda fun again
things were very different
when i was sitting on the floor eating candy in the kitchen

but now i got a job
i got bills, a wife, and a motherf-cking dog
that’s right, she brought home a motherf-cking dog
when she knows that i’m allergic to a motherf-cking dog

(aw, come on babe
can we just keep it for a day?
maybe it’ll be ok)

no way, you know what? i think we need a break
this whole f-cking marriage might have been a mistake
you never, you never even want to f-ck at all
you just want ch-r-s done and lawns mowed

(ugh, baby you’ve got issues)

then grab a tissue, take your shoes
and pack your sh-t up, i won’t miss you

well, that’s just how it goes
you grow old, you die, then you rot with the hoes
but i just wanna know
what happens when you die? is there god? is he dope?

(again, again)

there comes a time in everyone’s life
where they take a seat and say “i wish i was nine again”
(again, again)
cause i don’t want to do anything
there comes a

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