Pretty Dum

When I look in the mirror and think gee I'm getting older

Got a monkey on my back and a reaper on my shoulder

So I light up a smoke just to push it away

While a little more dies will I see another day

Then I wax poetic man I'm so pathetic

Can I get my shit together so maybe I can weather

This thing called life I got it pretty good

Maybe I'm just misunderstood

Diddy dum diddy dum diddy dum dum dum

Pretty dum pretty dum diddy dum dum dum

As I look at the world and see all the stupid trouble

It's no wonder that I'm out here living in a bubble

People saying I'm right people saying I'm wrong

Blah blah baby y'all babble on

Ah ha oh ah ha oh ah ho ah ho

Jesus are you near cause the devil's getting close

I've got to run for cover before I'm exposed

I've been living in a shack down by the wash

I've got three good friends but they're always getting sauced

So I stay prolific I may just be terrific

Can I get my shit together so maybe I can weather

This thing called life I got it pretty good

Maybe I'm just misunderstood

Ah ha oh ah ha oh ah ho ah ho

I'm pretty dum pretty dum diddy dum diddy dum dum dum