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See you when I see you New York's super cool but highly overrated Los Angeles always setting trends that are totally outdated And yes it's true that the both of you Are the king and queen of this nation's prom But you don't hold a candle to where I'm from Maybe it's just the jealousy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