Detour
The Good Life (weezer)
When I look in the mirrorI can't believe what I seeTell me who's that funky dudeStarin' back at meBroken beaten downCan't even get aroundWithout an old man cameI fall and hit the groundShivering in the coldBitter and aloneExcuse the bitchinI shouldn't complainI should have no feeling'cause feeling is painAs everything I needIs denied meEverything I wantIs taken away from meBut who do I got to blameNobody but meAnd I don't wanna be an old man anymoreIt's been a year or two since I was out on the floorShakin' booty making sweet love all the nightIt's time I got back to
When I look in the mirrorI can't believe what I seeTell me who's that funky dudeStarin' back at meBroken beaten downCan't even get aroundWithout an old man cameI fall and hit the groundShivering in the coldBitter and aloneExcuse the bitchinI shouldn't complainI should have no feeling'cause feeling is painAs everything I needIs denied meEverything I wantIs taken away from meBut who do I got to blameNobody but meAnd I don't wanna be an old man anymoreIt's been a year or two since I was out on the floorShakin' booty making sweet love all the nightIt's time I got back to
Tyrant
Uncomplicated, not a reason nor a whim
Uncompared, and unprepared to start
Satisfied our living by the steel
Riding high upon your golden cart
Oh tyrant
Undignified, uncivilized, but always worth a thrill
There's never been a world that didn't end
Unquantified, uncategorized, until we pay the bill
Never ever borrow what you lend