if I thought the world was fake?
aliens play for my displace
The players pick their religion,
that's what starts the competition
cause I watch too many movies
Maybe I'm just sick and tired
of doing the same shit every time
Wanna try a new position, maybe flip at 69
Don't want no doctor tellin'
Spread the money through the
Walk up to a stranger, scream,
bout what other people think
Bump around and make a scene
Make the most wanted on TV,
Who's to say that I can't break
I'm just lurkin' through your
Gettin' naked on your sofa
wearin' just your penny loafers
leave them by your dirty dishes
drive it down the highway
Or fly the motherfucker off a bridge
I buy some drugs, sell some drugs,
Spread the money through the streets
about what other people think
Walk around and make a scene
and hope to hear that's me
about what other people think
Oh, what would I need to dream
Cause when your life's like a movie,
spread the money to the streets
Walk up to a straight string,
Walk up to a stranger's street
bout what other people think
walk around and make a scene
Make the most of wanting on TV,
bout what other people think
