Lyrics
Pick up to six lines to make a card.
Wake, bake, skate, yeah
Do a bunch of drugs
I'm a fiend and an addict
I'm all messed up, watchin' television static
And I'm gonna try and make it
For another year
Just to hang out with my best friends
And drink a lot of beer
And I'm so fuckin' cheap
(I'm so fuckin' cheap)
And I'm so fuckin' broke
(I'm so fuckin' broke)
And I don't have a job
And I don't have a home
Don't have a life
And I'm always stoned
Wake, bake, skate, yeah
So strung out I can't even see
Shit, it's so hard I can't even breathe
But I gotta bomb this hill
And I gotta shoot this line
Gotta get my King for $1.99
And I'm so fuckin' cheap
(I'm so fuckin' cheap)
And I'm so fuckin' broke
(I'm so fuckin' broke)
And I don't have a job
And I don't have a phone
Don't have a life
And I'm always stoned
Wake, bake, skate, yeah
And I'm so fuckin' cheap
And I'm so fuckin' broke
And I don't have a job
And I don't have a phone
Don't have a life
And I'm always stoned
And I'm so fuckin' cheap
(I'm so fuckin' cheap)
And I'm so fuckin' broke
(I'm so fuckin' broke)
And I don't have a job
And I don't have a phone
Don't have a life
And I'm always stoned
And I'm so fuckin' cheap
(I'm so fuckin' cheap)
And I'm so fuckin' broke
(I'm so fuckin' broke)
And I don't have a job
And I don't have a phone
Don't have a life
And I'm always stoned
Wake, bake, skate
And crash
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