trust_fund_bubble_boy dafremen r.dafremen There ain't nothing wrong ..to me. There ain't nothing wrong, far as I can see..sitting on the couch looking through the lens of my TV. There ain't nothing wrong. Everything is peachy keen. And tomorrow we're even picking out a new Mercedes. There ain't nothing wrong, no. Don't even know what you're talking about G. There ain't nothing wrong with old people being sent off to die alone. And there's nothing wrong with a man working his fingers to the bone, then living hand to mouth until he's in his grave, you see..there ain't nothing wrong with all of that to me. There ain't nothing wrong far as..I can see. There ain't nothing wrong. No. There ain't nothing wrong with all of that for me. There ain't nothing wrong with little babies living in the street or that I've got neighbors in the street without enough to eat. (Oh hey, last time I just called the cops and they disappeared, you see? Ha ha!) There ain't nothing wrong with all of that to me. There ain't nothing wrong. No. No there ain't nothing wrong, far as I can see. There ain't nothing wrong, no. There ain't nothing wrong with all of that for me. And there's nothing wrong will all of our politicians being up for sale. Naw. In fact, I just might send them my opinion in the mail. Along with a check to ensure them of my deep sincerity. And there ain't nothing wrong with all of that for me. There ain't nothing wrong, no. There ain't nothing wrong, no. (Far as I can see) There ain't nothing wrong with all of that for me..no. There ain't nothing wrong, no. To me. -EPILOGUE- Yea, everybody's just talking about how they're being exploited on the job site, because of all of this, whatever the fuck they're talking about. You know, just do what I do: Just tell your supervisor to fuck off, go home, you know, sit there, kinda like take a month or two to chill out, y'know and get over it, right? And then just go get yourself another job, don't worry about it, man..right? Drive your car through the country or something, you know..just to get your head clear. Don't worry about anything, it'll all be there when you get back. Just hit a bed and breakfast and recover from the stress. Right? Right? Am I right, y'all? There ain't nothing wrong, no. This is a beautiful way of living, y'all, c'mon. Can I get you to put your hands together? Yea! Can't you feel my trust fund blues? Why is everybody so down on me these days? I don't get it. I just don't get it. 161029 what's it to you? who go blather from