In song I sought that I'd drop the plot and make everyday
A holiday
Back on I thought I can cut and copy onto analogue
Just in crop
Well, well, well,
What do we have here?
Brake what you know
Tv-shows and empty beer cans
Can you do the beer?
Sliding over here!
Ma-a-an, slap me in the face with an open hand!
And do what you want to,
You already do
Do do what you want to,
You already do
Do do what you want to,
You already do
Do do what you want to...
With pattered edges on my angry letters to the editor,
I told the world
I felt the hand of god.
I thought was god into a better light, confirm that wasn't right
Well well well
What do we have here?
There's nobody around a bar, baby,
And so I passed along the blame when my friends
They will honour it all
A park souvenir...
I started of plast but i caught to be fame.
A glass got filled to the rim but very soon I pissed it away.
Do do what you want to
You already do
Do do what you want to
You already do
Do do what you want to
You already do
Do do what you want to...
You already do
Do do what you want to
You already do
Do do what you want to
You already do
Do do what you want to
You already do
Do do what you want to...
You already do