Lyrics

Got new shoes today Got no bills to pay The country club wants you If you can pay It's all well and good to be carefree 'Til you're up to your neck in crap You can't sit around sipping ice tea World comes knocking on your door with a baseball bat While most of the people are starving You're toning up your yoga butt (namaste) Running out of cash for the cokey Daddy's sending money over from the country club Well fuck Now you're fired Yeah you're jobless, you've expired It's tough From admired to the dirt (Plot twist) In the real world Life of leisure really has it's limits The real world turns you If you don't know how to spin it The real world Life of pleasure really sucks your spirit The real world turns you If you don't know how to spin it Wake up and you're already sulky Couldn't sleep amongst all that cash Cry cause you can't get no wifi All your warriors are waiting for a keyboard bash Now the apple is starting to crumble Your tummy gets a quick nip tuck Daddy's in a bit of trouble Cooking sugar with the chef at the country club Well fuck It backfired Yeah you're jobless, you've expired It's tough From admired to the dirt (Plot twist) In the real world Life of leisure really has it's limits The real world turns you If you don't know how to spin it The real world Life of pleasure really sucks your spirit The real world turns you If you don't know how to spin it
Writer(s): Louis Stanley Leimbach, Oliver Jay Leimbach, Dave Hammer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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