Lyrics

If I could answer all your stupid questions about your life Your sister brother father Your job your stupid wife If I could help you with your survival tactics I surely would But since you've fucked me over I cannot help your face You have no future in mind You don't look much better So leave me in my state of harmonic grace And wipe that stupid ego smile off your American face American face Your motor's broken, your son is toking on glass tailpipe [?] Blowing smoke up your ass And no one can help you, no regrets from this side