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home brew - benefit lyrics

[intro]
this song right here
should only be played on dole day
it’s for the f-cking bums, ya know

[chorus]
i’ve got two dozen in the fridge
plus i got another two dozen on the way
and i just got paid from winz (yeah)
bro, you know it’s gonna be on today, (another day i’m on a)
benefit, the benefit, the benefit, the benefit
bummin’ on the
benefit, the benefit, benefit, the benefit

[verse 1 – tom scott]
i get my money for nothing, i’m who i dreamed to be
scamming the government and loving it on easy street
i got my dvd, my ps3 and tv free
plus i got my missus preggo, now we’ll get the dpb
i love being me, i’m just a groovy guy
i went from thinking suicide up to super size
they gave me loot to buy me a new suit and tie
so i took my cutie pie to get some soup and thai
cause i gotta get low like a deer
and i ain’t got a moment to spare
so i gotta be quick when they’re telling me a whole lotta sh-t that i don’t want to hear
like, ‘when you get a job interview, you gotta really make sure that you know what to wear
if you ever wanna go anywhere…’ yeah blah blah blah blah, bro, i don’t care
walk in an interview looking like a bum
i ain’t had a shave in over a year
kick up my feet on the boss’s desk
pick up a pen and i’m poking my ear
scratching my b-lls, stroking my beard
‘bro, can i light up a smoke up in here?
it’s only a joint, don’t be a queer
can i use this trophy to open a beer?’
yeah, that’s the way that i lie
ain’t worked a day in my life
i think imma fly to brazil
and you’re gonna pay for the flight
now you can hate if you like
or you can take my advice;
when you apply, stick up the line!
‘give me my money! (gimme my fries!) (please.)’

[chorus]

[verse 2 – tom scott]
i lay around and make about two hundred buck a week
i made the couch into my house, my life is f-cking sweet
i never score, i get a bottle full of drugs for free
chuck them all in a cup of tea and it’s just like popping a couple e
see, cause i believe that in this life, there are choices
i made the choice to tell my doctor that i’m hearing voices
he said ‘you’re schizophrenic’
i said ‘i’m rich-ophrenic!’
he’s like ‘what you say now?’
i’m like ‘sh-t, i’m in it. it’s authentic
man, i’m being too loud in my mind
what year is it again? three thousand and nine?
what the f-ck is that big round red thing hiding behind that cloud in the sky?
that’s weird, man. how does it fly? wish i could fly. well, what if i
what if i just jumped out of this window right now? would i die? how ’bout i try?
anyway, yesterday down at the mall, i was like, looking for this mountain to climb
and i met this dude, and his name was god
and wow, talk about out of it guy
and he said that the world’s gonna end
but maybe i’m seeing things; maybe i’m out of my mind
give me a couple more pills, and it’ll be nothing to worry about, i’ll be fine’
yeah, that’s the way that i lie
ain’t worked a day in my life
i think i might fly to france
and you’re gonna pay for the flight
you can hate if you like
or you can take my advice
when you apply, stick up the line!
‘give me my money! (gimme my fries!) (please.)’

[chorus]

[outro]
yeah, and, i just like to thank my case manager! (shot!)
and shout out to all my ladies on the dpb!
(i know nothing, yeah lemme take the kids to the pools this thursday)
shout to our sound engineer for having a real job!, (hooking us up with that)
i owe 5 grand on that sh-t, that sucks, suckers!
this is for you john, shot for the money, (shot bro), cheers for that mate, i’ll take all ya money..

[outro instrumental]

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