I like it    I don't like it

Everything is exactly right

When I walk around here

Drunk every night

With an open container from Seven Eleven

In St. Ide's heaven

Been out haunting the neighborhood

And everybody can see I'm no good

When I'm walking out between parked cars

With my head full of stars

High on amphetamines

The moon is a light bulb breaking

It'll go around with anyone

But it won't come down for anyone

You think you know what brings me down

But I want those things you could never allow

You see me smile and you think it's a frown

Turn it upside-down

'Cause everyone is a f**king pro

And they all got answers from trouble they know

And they all gotta say what you should and shouln't do

Well they don't have a clue

High on amphetamines

The moon is a light bulb breaking

It'll go around with anyone

But it won't come down for anyone

And I won't come down for anyone