My generation’s for sale
Beats a steady job.
How much have you got ?
My generation don’t trust no one
Its hard to blame
Not even ourselves
The thing that’s real for us is: Fortune and Fame
All the rest seems like work.
Its just like Diamonds
In shit

I’m high class I’m a Whore
Actually both
Basically Im a Pro
We’ve all got our own style
(of Baggage)
Why hump it yourself
You’ve made me an offer that I can refuse
(course either way I get screwed)
COUNTER PROPOSAL:
I go home & Jerk Off

It’s truly a lie. I counterfeit myself
It’s truly a lie. I counterfeit myself
You don’t own, you don’t own, you don’t own
You don’t own what none can buy
You don’t own

High and mighty you say selling out is a shame. Is that the name of your book?
Push a silver spoon in your ass. No more holding us down
(dog. down mutt. Nice mutt)
You’re insulted you. You can’t be bought or sold.
TRANSLATION: offer too low
You don’t know what you’re worth.
It isn’t much
My piano is for sale.
How many times must I sell myself before my pieces are gone ?
I’m one of a kind !!!
I’m designer

Never again will I repeat myself
Enough is never enough
Never again will I repeat myself

It used to be the plan was: SCREWING THE MAN
Now its HAVE SEX WITH A MAN (after he buys you .com for sale at a low, low price)

It’s truly a lie, I counterfeit myself
Its truly a lie, I counterfeit myself
You don’t own , you don’t own, you don’t own me
You don’t own what none can buy
You don’t own
NEITHER DO I
NEITHER DO I
EITHER
I’M DESIGNER