1st World Blues

Lyrics

Jersey's swerving like a bad friend Blew through the tollbooth Never seen him again East River's chock-full of made men Concrete shoes, not swimming, not walking It's on and on, and on and on, it's gone From Manhattan to East Babylon You got the talking, walking, white boy blues You're just a tool that's never gonna get used No hipsters, no spinsters Nobody's looking back All those babies snorting coke While your older brother's smoking crack Check my blind side on the Highline Looking out on the West Side Highway I seen an old man out the subway Drop dead like a poor drawn animе On and on, and on and on, it's gone From Gowanus to Staten Island You got the tеxting, sexting, acting, first world blues You're just a tool that's never gonna get used I was talking crazy down at Old Navy I was feeling despondent at Hot Topic Cutting myself in the bathroom at The Gap With the red snapback Tucker Carlson hat Banana Republic, you'll learn to love it Reaganomics was my favorite subject Yeah, algebra is great, always made me feel safe But comparative religions, I could never get an A+ Plus It goes on and on, and on and on, it's gone From Fairacres to Aksarben You've got the trust fund, Top Golf, rich kid blues You're just a tool that's never gonna get used Goddamn It's never gonna be Send my report card in the mail A+ A+