Can't pay my rent but I really don't mind
It's due to the shit-load of records I buy
Never knew the taste of the finest beef
Well that's alright 'cause I don't eat meat

My occupation is wasting time
And I only talk in pointless rhyme
Art out of water and sugar and yeast
Bad heartburns and a rectal bleed

REF
I got everything I need it's true
Something old, something stolen and something blue
got my records and my puke-stained shoes
them rancid-ass beans and my own homebrew

Thank God we're living in a welfare state
and keeping all them beggars outside the gate
I' m a good citizen, never worked a day
and I'm doing fine, let the tax-payers pay