So full of grace, what have I done
So full of sh**, dear lord what have you done
There's no motion at all now
Just some kids in the streets
f**ing with police
I need a brand new life, I need to renew my lease
With a turn and a twist
Yeah a kiss on your hips
My hands over your lips
See you when I see you
New York's super cool but highly overrated
Los Angeles always setting trends that are totally outdated
And yes it's true that the both of you
Are the king and queen of this nation's prom
But you don't hold a candle to where I'm from
Maybe it's just the jealousy talking
'Cause I'd love to sleep with you both
But I don't have the wardrobe
Or the desire to be a ghost
With a turn and a twist
Yeah kiss on your hips
Nothing ever changes
We're all covered in the same dirt
Karma's this thing
This good and bad ring
What goes around
comes around, comes around
Only it's not measured person to person
Yeah all human kind
Weighed out on the same giant scale
Meaning your good fortune's
most likely my sh** luck
And that's just sh** luck
It all comes back to Jesus
and God's love of playing dice
Just so you and I can live our insignificant fractions of life
That's what it is man
My only complaint
Is my greatest comfort
Nothing ever changes
We're all covered in the same dirt