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lawrence arms – the profiteers lyrics

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marching on my face
dancing on the grave
that i ain’t even in
and p-ssing on my shoes
and f-ckin my mama .. again.

and i’m choking on the fumes of a promising youth
that crumbled into sloppy dusty doom
once i spread my wings and flew.

but if it smells like sh-t
and it looks like sh-t
then my friend you can bet that we’d get rich off it
you can dream it
you can wrap it up and give it to the girl you’ve been loving
or just thinking about f-cking and baby
ohhh!
it’s a crazy f-cking world.

so the healthy white baby to the trench coat moms
said the healthy white baby what else do you got?
said the negro boy with his heart outside
and that filthy c-ck sucker that p-ssed out getting high
i drive all night and you’ll never pull me over
even though i’m always high
you won’t like me when i’m sober
’cause i just check my phone and sigh
over and over and over and over and over and over’

and i wanna pound bricks on a night like this
when i’m a hundred miles or so from where i should have been
i got nothing but time to kill so baby hop in
let’s go see the people, baby, that we could have been
these are the people, baby, that we could have been
these are the people that we maybe should have been.

if it smells like sh-t
and it looks like sh-t
then there’s a guy that’s gonna try to put his d-ck in it
you can scream it
you can wrap it up and sell it to the girl you’ve been loving
or just telling everyone you’re f-cking
and baby, oh baby
it’s a crazy f-cking world.

if you can dream it
you can wrap it up and sell it to the girl you’ve been loving
or just telling everyone you’re f-cking when you’re not really f-cking her
baby, it’s a crazy f-cking world.

- lawrence arms lyrics

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