Bomb The Music Industry! - Old And Unprofessional lyrics

I got seven gallons in my tank That's enough to get me back to Queens So I can write this song I got three hundred bucks, I can pay rent this month Oh my god, oh my god, it's just enough Oh my god, oh my god, I'm all grown up Oh my, oh my god Burritos, malt liquor, Katamari, broken tuner Burritos, malt liquor, Katamari, broken tuner Two days, three bones time 1-0-0 Oh, oh my, oh my god Hooray for the young professionals We'll stay out of your way, we will give you the world We will find an easy way to Live life far away from you Give head, get ahead, play dirty, not fair Be a billionaire, be a jillion...aire But you'll all be the same You'll all be the same until you're old and unprofessional like me Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god Get a job Try having fun