Up on Mount Olympus Living on a pile of trash With all the lunatics How they worship me What are you going to do With the back of that ticket? That's my number but I'll call you There's nothing less I'd rather do You've been sniffing up that mercury From a broken thermometer Like a cloud gatherer Just like Zeus Out at the car show Cheetah's or Jumbo's Like seeing a cold sore In a kissing booth There's nothing less I'd rather do Nothing less I'd rather do Nothing less I'd rather Nothing less I'd rather Nothing less I'd rather do And I, I live with the shame But you, you live with the same Living on Milk Duds And therapeutic mud Ninety days at Promises With no booze Outside of Silver Lake I am the biggest fake Like the Mona Lisa At the Louvre There's nothing less I'd rather do Nothing less I'd rather do Nothing less I'd rather Nothing less I'd rather Nothing less I'd rather do And I, I live with the flames But you, you're taking the blame There's nothing less I'd rather do