I'm sorry for myself
I don't have a car
I've been [?] economy
Like the rest of the kids down at the communist café
But I will tell you this
If I had a car I wouldn't have been real proud of it
I wouldn't even know where to drive the car
I guess I'd drive for miles
Driving to my brother
I guess I'd drive for miles
Driving to my good friends
I'm sorry for myself
I don't have a job
I guess I break [?] society like the rest of my lazy kids who think they've got some sk**
But I will tell you this
If I had a job I wouldn't have been real proud of it
I wouldn't even know where to spend my cash
I guess I'd spend it around
Spend it with my brother
I guess I'd spend it around
Spend it with my good friends
I'm sorry for myself
I don't have a place
I guess I break [?] society
But I wouldn't even know what to put on the wall
I guess I'd put up a poster
A poster of the Charlatans
I guess I'd put up a picture
A picture of my good friends