No Good

The mechanical rattle screams and cackles maniacally As I ride on my Cadillac saddle face-first into battle You don't get anything from me And with the horsepower of a wildebeest I mow down everything in my way I don't mind you Waste my time All day, all night, all night Yeah, I know their type, and they're up to no good I was better off when I didn't know Self-contradictory, try to smoke creativity Put on another tie dye shirt and feed your kids losing lottery tickets And do some more whip its, dipshit Waste my life Okay, alright, alright Less of a weekend than a lull in the continuum As the scrap metal's twisting in the hands of the worker (Just like Pete Townshend) Wasting my time You're no good Wasting my time You're no good Wasting my time You're no good Wasting my time You're no good, no good