I want it all and a receipt
A bunch of s*** that I don't need
With a lifetime guartee
I want it all and I want it for free
A clean suit with a tight crease
A briefcase on the front seat
A bunch of s*** that I don't need
I want it all and I want a receipt
I want it all
I want it all
I want it all
I want it all
I want it all
I want it all and I want a receipt
I want to live on a nice street
With a life that is bittersweet
And watch it all on a widescreen
I want it all and I want a receipt
Keep it all within arm's reach
Keep it coming at godspeed
A bunch of s*** that I don't need
I want it all and I want a receipt
Honestly I can't make an honest living
But I'm aweful good at p*****' while I moan
My college degree ain't exactly impressing anybody in prison
I should have listened when my mama told me "Son, you need to change."
There are things you can't erase
There are things you can't replace
There are things you must embrace
All this is still up for debate
Gone, gone, gone
Just like the last one
Gone, gone, gone
They never last that long, long, long
Just like the last one
Gone, gone, gone
They never last that long
They never last that long
I (?) when I do leave
And sum it up with some concrete
I'm gonna take it all with me
(?)
Willingly, I'd trade it all for an extra minute
Or one more chance to just go one more time around
One more time around
My resume ain't exactly impressing anybody in Hades
I should have listened when my mama told me "Son, you need to change."
Gone, gone, gone
Just like the last one
Gone, gone, gone
They never last that long, long, long
Just like the last one
Gone, gone, gone
They never last that long
A bunch of s*** that I don't need
With a lifetime guartee
I want it all and I want it for free
A clean suit with a tight crease
A briefcase on the front seat
A bunch of s*** that I don't need
I want it all and I want a receipt
I want it all
I want it all
I want it all
I want it all
I want it all
I want it all and I want a receipt
I want to live on a nice street
With a life that is bittersweet
And watch it all on a widescreen
I want it all and I want a receipt
Keep it all within arm's reach
Keep it coming at godspeed
A bunch of s*** that I don't need
I want it all and I want a receipt
Honestly I can't make an honest living
But I'm aweful good at p*****' while I moan
My college degree ain't exactly impressing anybody in prison
I should have listened when my mama told me "Son, you need to change."
There are things you can't erase
There are things you can't replace
There are things you must embrace
All this is still up for debate
Gone, gone, gone
Just like the last one
Gone, gone, gone
They never last that long, long, long
Just like the last one
Gone, gone, gone
They never last that long
They never last that long
I (?) when I do leave
And sum it up with some concrete
I'm gonna take it all with me
(?)
Willingly, I'd trade it all for an extra minute
Or one more chance to just go one more time around
One more time around
My resume ain't exactly impressing anybody in Hades
I should have listened when my mama told me "Son, you need to change."
Gone, gone, gone
Just like the last one
Gone, gone, gone
They never last that long, long, long
Just like the last one
Gone, gone, gone
They never last that long