Gonna make all of my money, selling drugs (guns) to kids
Gonna go down the street corner get me a kiss
Gonna fill up high on a lap dance
Gonna feel like all that romance
Wasn't a waste cos love is such a hit and miss
Trying to hold down a job while run with the mob
Trying to wake up in the morning with some coked up hog
Trying to kick my way hard into this, whatever this is
Making all my money selling drugs to kids
Going down to the corner gonna get me a kiss
I roll over in your dreams and I look you in the eyes and I say
Cos I am over you
I'm gonna make all of my money, find me a rock n roll stage
Gonna throw your shit out, maybe I'll re-arrange
Gonna fill up high on more decadence
Gonna feel like all of our elegance
Was a waste, cos love is such a hit and miss
Trying to hold down a job while run with the mob
Trying to wake up in the morning with some coked up hog
Trying to kick my way hard into this, whatever this is
Making all my money on a rock n roll stage
Gonna throw your shit out in a fit of rage
I roll over in your dreams and I look you in the eyes and I say
Cos I am over you