My brother works in the grocery store,
cuz my parents don't have any money,
Mama left a note on the door,
she said, "hey, we're movin out to the country"
Oh my god, I'm having another
Heart Attack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack,
Moved 9 times already now, (9 times by now)
who needs to live like a hacky-sack?
yep, thats all we get for our money

life seems like a waste o' time,
if thats what its all about,
mama if thats what its like,
my brains running out,
mm running out....

My daddy is walkin down the street
he works on the plane like a mental,
he works in this place on Sullivan street,
and his speed dial is the medical center,
and he wishes he could trade his chevy for a
Cadillac-ac-ac-ac-ac-ac,
he hates his job by now, (hates his job by now),
and if he drives like a hacky-sack,
he still has the medical center,

At least he never argues with my crazy,
mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom,
I've lost my mind by now, (lost my mind by now),
i'd probably shoot uncle sam if he was still alive,
yep thats what I get for my money,

Seems like I lost my mind,
yeah, thats what i feel its about,
good luck, movin up,
cuz my brainsss, runnin out!
Its runnin out ooohwoooh,
coo coo! Ohhwooh,
Brains running out....