Текст песни
Oh my goodnes, oh my goodnes, oh my goodnes, oh my gosh
I have a cushy little job, and my pocket has the dosh
Oh my goodnes, oh my goodnes, oh my god, it's fuckin bosh
Yeah, I spending all that money on those silly knick-knacks
Oh my god stain on my heart that’s cause my job makes me feel bad
I took a breath to skip depression that’s the way to avoid questions
Do me like you do another but don’t do me like my father
Do me like im fuckin puzzle
Coming to the same old job trying not to choke up
Better be broke but i need to be sober
Better for my head not to angry on morons
Better for you stay away from me so far
Yeah
I’m waiting for all of this over
Speak all words in my head over and over just to tell once so well
Oh my god
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
Oh my goodness
Oh my god, fuck
