Smokin' resin all day long
Playing video games and eating steak for dinner
Livin' life like Cheech and Chong
Waking up every day just to jam and smoke a pinner
None of us has steady jobs
I said Monday through Sunday, everyday was the weekend
Smokin' resin all day long
Playing video games, and then we started drinking
Well, why is everything always my fault?
And why am I the one to blame?
The things that you do prove more than things you say
And I still want to be your friend, but you don't feel that way
The things that you do prove more than things you say
And I still want to be your friend, but you don't feel that way!
(Get up) (Get up) (Get up) (Get up)....
Well you've always got something goin' on
Well you've always got something better to do
Now that nothing really matters to you
Because you've seen the light
You love to, love to play detective,
You've gained these new perspectives
You got a brand new religion,
You know you're right, you know you're right
But don't tell me about sacrifice
When it's all I've done my whole f**ing life
Well I know one thing for certain
Is that I'm not that type of person
Who would go out of my way to tear you down
Bring you down, f** you up and desecrate you
I love you enough to hate you
But you're a stain on my time, hanging around, hanging 'round
So tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt, are you and me?