[brad]
Give me a bud and a slice
And leave me alone
If i want your advice, i`ll ask ya
They tell me caviar`s nice, but i wouldn`t know
So what`s it to you?
Who needs your airs
And your micro-brew?
[together]
Look at the sun
See how it hangs
So still in the sky
[brad]
Give me the new tv guide
And get off the phone
Go on and take sides, it`s not my problem
Waiting for worlds to collide in the comfort of home
They say lucifer`s free
What shall we do?
Don`t ask me
[joe]
But it`s not like i never go beyond these walls
I`ve got culture
I go to the movies
Last week, saw the new tarantino
Starring - shit, what`s that guy`s name again?
You know the scene where they put the blowtorch to his balls?
Bloody brilliant
My daughter threw up, she didn`t understand
I told her, it`s just like the beano
It`s not real
And if it was, well, so what?
Let`s all lighten up
[brad]
Give me a bud and a slice
And leave out the book
I`ve got one of those, thank you
As for the guru you prize, he might be a crook
And la`s so hot
Still, i might go
Or might not
[together]
Look at the sun
See how it hangs
So still in the sky