We been mossin and borrow so young
We been washing and then breaking our bones
And you know that's right
We been moving on our own now too
You can live or sing it out so
We been looking in the burning sun
When we making our way back home
It's no time to clear floor
And the mislead it will be off soon
Pressure it for a moment of speed
Give 'em back out the window
In the morning of the boring day
No beginning or no end these days
Days they turn into months then years
Pass the blunt,pass it by
You can live or sing it out so
Still it seems like it's hard to get by
While you pushing and shoving
It's something for nothing
At least that's what you willin' to try
To wake up in the morning time
Only your life's on the line More from Slightly Stoopid