The Truth

You don't wanna know

Man, I’m such a winner
I'm a loser
I am a giver and I'm a user
I don’t follow fashion
'Cause man it's such a drag
I got fifty women, and damn, am I a fag

'Cause the things that make you happy
Make me sad
And them things you want so bad
I already have, have
No more lying, this is the truth

Damn I hate money
But man I'm so rich
I'll pay my brother three dollars an hour
To dig my burial ditch, ditch
I ask the questions
But you are the riddle-aw!
I am a Jew, a Jew and you're my Hitler!
So come on, take me alive!

The things that make you happy
Make me sad
And them things you want so bad
I already have, have
No more lying, excuse me, this is the truth
Oh yeah, whoa!
Come on and rock, my baby!

It's a funky money
You smile like a coward
I’m so suicidal
I’ll kill you with a flower
I hate the future
You try to look mod, whoa-who!
On Sunday
I go to church
But damn, I think I'm God
Let’s play, who!

'Cause the things that make you happy
Make me sad
And them things you want so bad
I already have, have
No more lying
A wop-bom a loo-mop, this is the truth
Let it ring
Let it ring all month
I've heard it all
One little boy's confession

Now do me in-aw!
Whoa! Who-who who yeah yeah oh no oh no
(Tell me what...) Oh no!
Who, oh no, baby!
Who!

Here it comes!
Here it comes!
Here it comes!
Here it comes!
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Here comes the lawsuit, baby!
Slow ride, take it easy
Yeah yeah
Slow ride, take it easy
Whoa!
Slow ride, kinda sleazy, oh
Slow ride, life goes easy, yeah!
Who-woah-who!

Sure we all believe in the truth, so you say
I’d think you'd prefer a lie so I'll tell you
Straight faced that I'm not
I ain't that dumb
I can't keep it away