Ready, Mr. Skid?
(Come on over here and sing with me)
Ain't gonna wash no dishes no more
Ain't gonna wash no dishes no more
Yeah I'm gonna throw 'em down on the pavement
Have myself a little art statement
Ain't gonna wash no dishes anymore (I hate dishes)
Ain't gonna listen to lawyers anymore
Ain't gonna listen to lawyers anymore
Do like Shakespeare said
All them peckerheads oughta be dead
Ain't gonna listen to lawyers anymore
Ain't gonna pay no taxes anymore
Ain't gonna pay no taxes anymore
Ain't gonna give you none of my dough
So you can buy the Lotto-oh
Ain't gonna pay no taxes anymore
I ain't gonna do that
IRS lick my you-know-what
Ain't gonna carry no ID anymore
Ain't gonna carry no identification anymore
I said, "Hey there s**er, can't you see it's me me me"
Ain't gonna carry no ID anymore
Ain't gonna sleep on no wet spot anymore
Ain't gonna sleep on no wet spot anymore
Yeah I ain't gonna sleep on the wet spot, and Jerry Falwell, he can rot
Ain't gonna sleep on no wet spot anymore
This next verse is for my daddy, and all daddies everywhere
Ain't gonna mow the gra** anymore
Ain't gonna mow the gra** anymore
Well I ain't gonna mow the gra**, you can kiss my b--
Ain't gonna mow the gra** anymore
Ain't gonna go to school anymore
Ain't gonna go to prison anymore
They don't teach you how to be your best
They just teach you how to take a test
Ain't gonna go to school anymore
Ain't gonna hold my temper anymore
Ain't gonna hold my temper anymore
I don't care what the neighbors think, they got the high-falutin' stink
Ain't gonna hold my temper anymore
Ain't gonna pay the rent anymore
Ain't gonna pay the full rent anymore
I want to know what the legality is of you trying to own me
Ain't gonna pay the rent anymore
Ain't gonna wash no dishes anymore
Ain't gonna wash no dishes anymore
I'm gonna open up my can of beanie weenies and heat 'em up right on the stove
Ain't gonna wash no dishes anymore
Ain't gonna wash no dishes anymore
No more
(I'm gonna stop brushing my teeth too)