The Profiteers (Explicit)

The Profiteers - The Lawrence Arms

They're marching on my face

They're dancing on the grave

That I ain't even in

They're pissing on my shoes

And they're f**king my mom and aunts again

And I'm choking on the fumes

Of a promising youth

That crumbled into sloppy dusty doom

Once I spread my wings and flew

But if it smells like sh*t and it looks like sh*t

Then my friend you can bet that we'll get rich off it

If you can dream it you can wrap it up and give it

To the girl you been loving or just thinking about f**king

And baby whoa whoa it's a crazy f**king world

They sold a healthy white baby to the trenchcoat moms

They said "A healthy white baby What else do you got "

They said "A negra born with its heart outside and

A filthy cocksucker that can't stop getting high"

And I drive all night and they never pull me over

Even though I'm always high

You won't like me when I'm sober

Cuz I just check my phone and sigh over and over

And over and over and over and over

Over and over and over and over

And over and over and over

And over and over and over and over

And over and over and over and over

And I wanna pound bricks on a night like this

Wake up a hundred miles or so from where I shoulda been

I got nothing but time to kill so baby jump in

Let's go see the people baby

That we could have been

These are the people baby

That we could have been

Oh These are the people that we maybe should have been

But if it smells like sh*t and it looks like sh*t

Then there's a guy who's gonna try to stick his dick in it

If you can scream it

You can wrap it up and sell it

To that girl you been loving

Or just dreaming about f**king

And baby whoa baby oh whoa whoa baby whoa whoa

It's a crazy f**king world Oh

You can scream it you can wrap it up and sell it

To the girl you been loving or just lying about f**king baby

Whoa It's a crazy f**king world