Steven’s selling Marijuana uptown to the primadonnas

Medicate the counterculture 9/11 baby boom

Paulie’s waiting to retire smoking like a forest fire

Putting on the lipstick and the panties in his mother’s room

Nothing to do

Nothing to lose



And if you work your life away

We’ll send you flowers every day

And you make your departure baby and get high



Hanging with the local talent

Drinking like your Shane McGowan

Going through your garbage try to turn into gold

Down on the dole

Selling your soul



And if you work your life away

They’ll put your picture on a frame

And you make your departure baby when you die



Bobbie joined the military

Jenny went and lost her cherry

Hanging at the commissary

Wants to see the Mona Lisa if they ever do release her

I don’t want to talk to soon

There’s nothing to lose

Swimming in booze

Selling your shoes

Nothing to lose