Standing in a room of idiots
Heated tension looms, confusion rules
Now I lay me down to sleep I pray that I can keep
My soul and will and ignorance
Dignity and confidence
Will it keep, can it last
Though my mind is set on worrying that I will get past
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Standing in a line of drunken hypocrites
Idiots and assholes and a noisy bitch
As I count my blessings there are some that I hold dear
My emotions, fate, and passions burn
Tenacity, what I've learned
Can it stay, will it age
Will I hold onto the magic as I turn the page
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Spastic, fat and happy
Wasted, loose and lucky
Ecstatic dumb and loud
Gentle, free and proud
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Please don't think nothing about it baby
Please don't think nothing about it baby