We ordered pizza to keep the girls awake
The island on casters kept sliding away
They smoked electric cigarettes, s**ing the tip bright blue
Turned up some music, full of racial slurs
Singing into my camera, the girls knew all of the words
They smoked electric cigarettes s**ing the tip bright blue
I was drinking from a mug made by a two year old niece
The kitchen island on casters would all of a sudden roll away from me
Girls on film, Macaulay Culkin on pizza, me on the tambourine
Hey, do what you want. Keep your Christmas Heels on.
Both me and Phillip have been sick for two years
I stepped onto the kitchen scale, after drinking 8 beers
I was 148 pounds. I looked a Phillip
Hey, do what you want. Wrapped up in your college blanket
Everybody asks what if I want
To be a politician one-day
Girls on film, Macaulay Culkin on pizza, me on the tambourine
Everybody takes what they can out of their lives
Until their lips turn blue
Everybody flies into the fly-tape of a life
s**ing their lips bright blue
They smoked electric cigarettes, s**ing the tip bright blue