I don't want to do anything Tomorrow, tomorrow I don't want to do anything Tomorrow, tomorrow But fuck! (I got a job and) Fuck! (I got bills and) Fuck! (I got a girl and- with a) Yo, Stoney! (Check check check) Stoney Bologne! (Check one-two) Coming back at you Yo, Obama! Ungh, growing up sucks I got 300 bucks in my bank, I'm fucked My friends are all dead (same disease) And the fake friends that I have think I'm fucked in the head I had to throw away my jeans (why?) Because I got so fucking fat, my pants, they busted at the seams Osteoporosis Colonoscopy appointment, my ass is covered in ointment I got two crappy little kids I'm wiping one of their asses while the other one shits Reminiscing on better days When so many babes loved me, I couldn't remember their names Lorraine, is that you from 2003? The girl I took to prom and touched my penis in a limousine? Nah, it couldn't be 'Cause you moved back to Cali in 2003 I remember the day you left (I put flowers on your doorstep) There comes a time in everyone's life Where they take a seat and say: I wish I was 9 again (Again? Again) 'Cause I don't want to do anything There comes a time in everyone's life Where they take a seat and say: I wish I was 9 again (Again? Again) 'Cause I don't want to do anything I wish that I was young again Nine years old, back when shit was kinda fun again Things were very different When I was sitting on the floor eating candy in the kitchen But now I got a job I got bills, a wife, and a motherfucking dog That's right, she brought home a motherfucking dog When she knows that I'm allergic to a motherfucking dog (Aw, come on, babe! Can we just keep it for a day, and maybe it'll be okay?) No way, you know what? I think we need a break This whole fucking marriage might have been a mistake You never, you never even want to fuck at all You just want chores done and lawns mowed (Ugh, baby, you've got issues!) Then grab a tissue, take your shoes And pack your shit up, I won't miss you Well, that's just how it goes You grow old, you die, and then you rot with the hoes But I just wanna know What happens when you die? Is there God? Is he dope? (God? Is he dope?) (God? Is he dope?) (God? Is he dope?) (God? Is he dope?) (God? Is he dope?) (Again? Again) There comes a time in everyone's life Where they take a seat and say I wish I was 9 again (Again? Again) 'Cause I don't want to do anything There comes a-