pay attention, you ugly cunt
this is all that you really want
celebrate all things consumed
drink up, you fuck, you know the rules
you’ve got no choice, you’ve got no voice
can’t think over all of this fucking noise
your generation sings the same old tune
nothing smart, from the heart, not a damn thing new
I want a dumpster of cash driven up my ass
I need that cheque for first and last
you’ve got the right one asshole, drink up