I don't think much at all

Cash hand

Dry washing

Like lick that shit up

I'll lick that shit up

Techniques scaly a la

Damn he's productive

For a Seroquel head

Soft soap

Delicacy

To go with the

I think you forgot my fries

Dopamine

Deficiency

To go with the

Backhand comments

Titillate

You can see the urge

To give some two-bit

Labour tips rich for

Her allowance

To nicotine emptiness

The boredom pairs

Well with the longing

Pairs well with the

Why don't you fuck

Why don't you fuck off

Why don't you fuck

Why don't you fuck right off

Why don't you fuck

Why don't you fuck off

Why don't you fuck

Why don't you fuck right off now

We're free market

Cyber sluts

In line

For diagnosis they

Seem desperate to call

My comrades and I

Cheap counter service whores

In decline a whole

Generation raised on

Snuff films thinking not

Much of a mind at all

That doesn't go a hundred

Miles a minute

Some commercial convinced

Me to use it to my advantage

Some commercial convinced me to use it to my advantage

I have hippies tell me that my burnt skin is political every day

I have old teachers tell me my parents should be so ashamed of me

I want to jump over the counter and stab some clueless customer

With a dull fucking chef knife