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Steak For Chicken

Mardi Gras came and went

All my money has been spent

How am I gonna pay the rent?

Sitting on your face, sitting on my ass

Who mistook the steak for chicken?

Who am I gonna stick my dick in?

We're not those kids, sitting on the couch

My former life, I was a high roller, my former life, I had a sister

Walked around in a diamond stroller, I abused her and I dissed her

Found my calling as a part-time bowler, she got swept up in a twister

Traded my wife in for a new three holer, first I laughed and then I missed her

Who mistook these baths for showers?

Who fucked up that leaning tower?

We're not those kids, sitting on the couch

Oh get on a greyhound and ride away

Live on birthday cake each day, different dreams than yesterday

Tell your grandparents that they're gay, tell your grandma, you're okay

Steal their money and run away, kiss her cheek and run away

'Cause me and my friends are so smart

We invented this new kind of art we invented this new kind of dart

Post-Modernist Throwing Darts, hit A Bulls-eye, cut a fart

Smoking crack and cutting, crack

Who mistook this crap for genius? Who is dancing on the ceiling?

Who is gonna stroke my penis? Who is gonna hurt my feelings?

We're not those kids, sitting on the couch

Oh people are shiny like a brand new book, even your mother is a crook

But if you get a closer look, but if I get a closer look

There's shit on every hand you shook, there's shit on every road you took

If you don't believe me, look at your hand, if you don't believe me, read the book

Who made all these things for killing? Somebody's making a killing

Who's pussy hole needs filling? Who's empty heart needs filling?

We're not those kids, sitting on the couch

Who mistook the steak for chicken? Who am I gonna stick my dick in?

We're not those kids, sitting on the couch

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