[ Featuring Johnny ]
Up on Mount Olympus, livin' on a pile of trash
With all the lunatics; how they worship me
What are you goin' to do with the back of that ticket?
That's my number but, I'll call you
There's nothing less I'd rather do
You've been sniffing up that mercury
From a broken thermometer
Like a cloud gatherer, just like Zeus
Out at the car show
She does her jumbles
Like seeing a cold sore in a kissing booth
There's nothing less I'd rather do
Nothing less I'd rather do
Nothing less I'd rather
Nothing less I'd rather
Nothing less I'd rather do
And I, I live with the shame
But you live with the same, same
Livin' on milk duds and therapeutic mud
Ninety days at Promises with no booze
Outside of Silver Lake, I am the biggest fake
Like the Mona Lisa at the Louvre
There's nothing less I'd rather do
Nothing less I'd rather do
Nothing less I'd rather
Nothing less I'd rather
Nothing less I'd rather do
And I, I live with the flames
But you, you're taking the blame, blame
There's nothing less I'd rather do
