Broke
This is my last will and testament
I'm desperately depressed again
Like Chester and the rest of em
Many a true word spoken in jest, he said
In the event of my untimely death
I leave to you a load of debt that no one contests
Throw my shit in a skip
Or you can Ebay the rest
I'm broker than my spirit and there's nothing left
I said, basically,
Money don't grow on trees
Stop ringing my phone I
There's nobody home
Stop chasing me
If you could be patient please
I'm dead
So leave me alone
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
Six feet below
I'm sick of living in the bin
So notify my next of kin
Then dig a hole and chuck me in
Don't even need a coffin or the funeral thing
But...
Maybe on my laptop there's a couple of riffs
Some half decent music I won't ever finish
Put them altogether on a compact disk
And with the profit you could buy a packet of crisps
I said, basically,
Money don't grow on trees
I'm dead
So leave me alone
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
Six feet below
Right
I've had enough of this
I wanna live and not just exist
The thing is
That I'm penniless
And we all know money buys happiness
Stressed by the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
No one impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
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Broke
This is my last will and testament
I'm desperately depressed again
Like Chester and the rest of em
Many a true word spoken in jest, he said
In the event of my untimely death
I leave to you a load of debt that no one contests
Throw my shit in a skip
Or you can Ebay the rest
I'm broker than my spirit and there's nothing left
I said, basically,
Money don't grow on trees
Stop ringing my phone I
There's nobody home
Stop chasing me
If you could be patient please
I'm dead
So leave me alone
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
Six feet below
I'm sick of living in the bin
So notify my next of kin
Then dig a hole and chuck me in
Don't even need a coffin or the funeral thing
But...
Maybe on my laptop there's a couple of riffs
Some half decent music I won't ever finish
Put them altogether on a compact disk
And with the profit you could buy a packet of crisps
I said, basically,
Money don't grow on trees
I'm dead
So leave me alone
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
Six feet below
Right
I've had enough of this
I wanna live and not just exist
The thing is
That I'm penniless
And we all know money buys happiness
Stressed by the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
No one impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
This is my last will and testament
I'm desperately depressed again
Like Chester and the rest of em
Many a true word spoken in jest, he said
In the event of my untimely death
I leave to you a load of debt that no one contests
Throw my shit in a skip
Or you can Ebay the rest
I'm broker than my spirit and there's nothing left
I said, basically,
Money don't grow on trees
Stop ringing my phone I
There's nobody home
Stop chasing me
If you could be patient please
I'm dead
So leave me alone
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
Six feet below
I'm sick of living in the bin
So notify my next of kin
Then dig a hole and chuck me in
Don't even need a coffin or the funeral thing
But...
Maybe on my laptop there's a couple of riffs
Some half decent music I won't ever finish
Put them altogether on a compact disk
And with the profit you could buy a packet of crisps
I said, basically,
Money don't grow on trees
I'm dead
So leave me alone
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
Six feet below
Right
I've had enough of this
I wanna live and not just exist
The thing is
That I'm penniless
And we all know money buys happiness
Stressed by the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
No one impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
No one's impressed by the shit that I own
Never should've bought it
Nothing to show for the debt that I owe
And I can't afford it
I won't dig myself out of this hole
No and I ain't gonna reap what I sow
Don't you know you can't get blood from a stone
When you're broke
Writer: Ted Griggs, Nick Bradley, Mike Duce
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing