Wrench is just a household god, but I carry mine with pride I don't work but I can work with it to split your smile Run you down without a twitch, your car's just not as big as mine Tear the son out of your b**h and sprinkle your remains with lime I ain't no workin man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand (Rollin' sixes) I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand My afternoon's remote control, daydream milk and genocide Tranquility with broken knees, silly putty enemies, bu*ter knife in your side What I got I got for free, middle finger technology What's yours is mine, yours is mine, told you, f**er, yours is mine, snake eyes for sissies I ain't no workin man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand I was prophesized by Shangri-La I am the leader of the pack I am the pedophile's dream A messianic peter pan Just a boy, just a boy, just a little f**ing boy I can never be a man I ain't no workin man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand (Rollin' sixes) I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand I ain't no workin man, I do the best I can, I got the devil's hand I am the habit man, I use up all I can, I got the slacker's hand (Oh no, oh no)