Hit Song Letra

you a ring

I'd buy a crowbar and give you half

so you could seperate your head from your ass

At 7:45 I wake from this dream

Stumble out the door to score some cream

9:45 the bus driver don't show

I go back home and fix me a bowl-

Of those tasty puffs of corn I do enjoy

Watch Jerry Springer and play with my toys

Roll me a spliff and write a hit song

Listen to Dre and try to rap along.

If I had a thousand dollars I'd buy a used car

I'd meet a new girl-my life will go far

I'd buy a new jacket and a fake fur hat

so all the black boys could tell me I'm phat

At 12 pm it is lunchtime. A can of sweet peas will do me fine

Time for a nap

I'm dreamin' every day

About a hopeless dollar I won't get paid

I think about a scheme and riches I'll enjoy

Go to Wal-Mart and buy some new toys

Gow up one day and write a Hit Song

I KNEW I'D BE RICH-I KNEW IT ALL ALONG!

If I had a hundred dollars I'd rent a cheap whore

I'd take her to the market 'cause the house is a bore

I'd buy her a biscuit and eat half

`And tell her good-bye. Just kiss my ass.

At 5 pm I'd eat some grapes.

Listen to Fahey and drift into space

Round midnight time to turn in

Wake up tomorrow and do it all again!

Maybe someday I'll write a Hit Song

and you'll get stoned and try to sing along.

You'll snap your fingers as you get laid.

Write some hit songs and you'll get paid! -brother-