Oh my god, oh my god, won't you get out my way?
I'm on my way to lake to the bay to stimulate my brain
And I don't care what you say or the tone you take
I've got a one track mind, tell me what can I say
I can't help myself from hitting repeat
Cause I like the catchy lyrics and the funky beat
I write unholy scriptures with a bleeding pen
I sailed around the world to Eden now I'm back again
Oh my god, oh my god, I'm gonna be late
Did my alarm clock fail or was it in a daze
That I hit the snooze button about thirteen times
I pull on a dirty t-shirt now it's back to the grind
And for eight waking hours I will ask myself
What is this dreary cycle doing for my mental health
One day I'll sport the courage to spread my wings
With my baby by my side conquer the seven seas
Oh my god, oh my god, where did you stash that bag?
I knew we had it coming when I saw his lights flash
"License, registration, where are the drugs?
I already hate my own life, yours could use some fuckin' up"
Tried to do myself a favor, be polite to the pig
"Hello officer," he said "Cut that shit.
You break the sovereign law this is what you get."
While I smell the Irish whiskey reeking up his breath