This song is about drinking and masturbating. Duh.
lyrics
I drink a lot for twenty three( Jesus!!! Lying about your age already???) Your eyes are red and black and mean and we look like a couple of disgruntled apes. You talk a lot of shit like me. Loud, obnoxious and tattoo-free. Indolent. Insipid. Connoisseurs of idiosyncrasies. Don't tell me your scared or that you never had the fucking nerve to spare. Parodies come true. It's a two bit skit on the dead end side of the street. You're a dumb ass piece of shit and I'm on my own. Lately, all I want to do is drink and sleep and masturbate. I don't need me anymore than you do. John Belushi's gone and I don't think he's ever coming back again. Parodies come true. It's a two bit skit on the dead end side of the street. I'm a dumb ass piece of shit and I'm all alone. BOO FUCKING YOO HOO. And that's all right. I know my place in the universe tonight/ this morning/ this afternoon.
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