Fauxllennium

Some people live for pleasure And some get off on the pain So tie my arms together And f*ck me in the face Pick up the pieces and put 'em back together again Some people think life is a game Some people got something to say But I just go Na, na-na-na-na, na Na, na-na-na-na, na, na Na, na-na-na-na, na Na, na-na-na-na, na, na Well, how do you like that? Why, it's an old man Writing in the sand with the point of his finger I don't like this at all Well, I'm sorry, I don't see what the man's writing What are you writing, old man? Old man, don't you hear me talking to you? I watched a revolution From a pool house with a view I'll slit my generation And now we got nothing to do Some get addicted only after they give it up Some people need someone to save Some people need someone to blame But I just need Na, na-na-na-na, na Na, na-na-na-na, na, na (na, na) Na, na-na-na-na, na Na, na-na-na-na, na, na (na, na) Na, na-na-na-na, na (ayy) Na, na-na-na-na, na, na (na, na) Na, na-na-na-na, na Na, na-na-na-na, na, na