Get Off This
by Cracker
C A F CC All these cats with leather jeans
A Dirty hair and titty rings
Say F whatcha see man, ya got these C questions
Is it true that you have sold your soul
I A said, "Hey, man I don't know,
Give me a F quarter, won't you,
I'll call my acCcountant."
Chorus
C Let's get off this
Get on A with it
If you F wanna change the world
Shut your C mouth, start this minute
Funny little lie you told
Has come around the judgement stone
When all we're trying to do is make a fortune
Yeah we ain't got no government loans
And no one sends a check from home
But get this, we just do what we wanna
--Chorus (x2)
Well the guitar player's staying out
In Hollywood and saying
He's just trying to get some sleep
But everyone's complaining
Now you're truly deeply cynical
Cause boy you know I loved you so
When no one knew your name and you weren't pompous
--Chorus (x2)