so now you wanna be a singer but you haven't found your voice. you're an old corpse sitting in a cemetery. and death speaks out loud when he smiles and sings out loud: "well, sign right here, boy, on the dotted line." and i don't care if i have a heart attack; i just wanted someone to love me back. and time's movin' on and girls, they're singing sad songs. they say, "take out your loans and sing along." they say, "take out your loans and sing along."
so now you wanna be a poet but you have no eyes to read and your fingers have been sewed on different types of human beings. well, i guess we're all equal; we all write to save our souls. but maybe now you can let the people judge all their own. 'cause if i got the money, would the world be a trampoline? could i jump as high as i seen please? and from this wish, the sky's the limit and i will burn in hell just to _. as she sings, "la la la la la la la la la, you're an empty soul. la la la la la la la la la, god won't take you home."
now you feel a sunny sky as you tip toe around your house. don't want nobody to hear walk so proud. and you _ and you need to sing a song. but nobody's around to carry you _. so ______ let's just go to jail?? and be happy ____ 'cause this is the end and you will have no more friends so go and see ___ you goddamn kids. sing, "la la la la la la la la la, you're an empty soul. la la la la la la la la la, god won't take you home." no, god won't take you home. no, god won't take you home. no, goddamn god is ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever??"
