Fat Chance - Swearin'

Bad trip, fat chance

I’ll grip the seams of my pants

I’m leaving here in the morning

I’ll move out of this house

I will get my own place

Get noticed, get in pictures

I will paint my face

Forever is a long time

Forever, forever is a long time

Forever

Forever

Sequins, skin tight

You played in Chicago last night

And I drove home to Alabama

An artist’s mind is

Stimulated by the aesthetic

I don’t know about art

But I think your music’s shit

Forever is a long time

Forever

Forever, forever, forever is a long time