What's this?
I got something in my brain
2 cents
Is everything I have to say
Either pay or sellout to get your check
How so?
How'd you get money on your trees to grow?
Ever think that shade of green is suffocating
Taking up all the oxygen
But what do I know?
If everyone gave me a nickel to talk about dollars then I'd have a problem I'd fill up my pockets
Wonder what could solve it
Maybe a tip jar
I put my tee shirt in my mouth
To keep from saying things I shouldn't
Just take my picture upside down
So I'm not found any different
We pay the man his plan his fee
To free the speech when talk is cheap
We all will live to someday be
Wannabes and Hasbeens
What luck
You flipped a coin it landed head side up
I'll take the tail end of my broken piggy bank
Make some mistakes and live a little richer
No more excuses
Put the shoulda coulda wouldas into nooses
And bill my wooden casket to my plastic
If it tells you failed transaction
I don't know
Write a check or something
If everyone gave me a dime for all the times dollar signs were in their eyes
Take it to the tip jar
I put my tee shirt in my mouth
To keep from saying things I shouldn't
Just take my picture upside down
So I'm not found any different
We pay the man his plan his fee
To free the speech when talk is cheap
We all will live to some day be
Wannabes and Hasbeens
Oh
We all wanna be
We are wannabes
I don't wanna be
Just a wanna be
But I'm a wanna be
And I wanna be
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I put my tee-shirt in my mouth
To keep from saying things I shouldn't
Just take my picture upside down
So I'm not found any different
We pay the man his plan his fee
To free the speech when talk is cheap
We all will live to someday be
Wannabes and Hasbeens