Old and Unprofessional - Bomb The Music Industry!

I got seven gallons in my tank

That’s enough to get me back to Queens

So I can write this song

I got three hundred bucks, I can pay rent this month

Oh my god, oh my god, it’s just enough

Oh my god, oh my god, I’m all grown up

Oh my, oh my god

Burritos, malt liquor, Katamari, broken tuner

Burritos, malt liquor, Katamari, broken tuner

Two days, three bones time 1−0-0

Oh, oh my, oh my god

Hooray for the young professionals

We’ll stay out of your way, we will give you the world

We will find an easy way to

Live life far away from you

Give head, get ahead, play dirty, not fair

Be a billionaire, be a jillion… aire

But you’ll all be the same

You’ll all be the same until you’re old and unprofessional like me

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

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