gym class heroes
simple livin'
I'm like 9 minutes away From finishing my 9 hour shift And wishing I was gone 9 hours ago Cause 9 hours wasted tossing back at this chicken I could have written 9 verses just in time for the show Slacker mind state living on time that's borrowed My motto's "I'll stop procrastinating tomorrow" I said the sorrow from the wind chimes left happiness Lonesome and strung sarcasm to make the melody wholesome From my lungs to my feet  I'm breathing everything I speak But now they're charging for oxygen And the bills are next week I'll be a day late and a buck short Story of my life I wish my pay rate was much more Ducking swords in a rat race I didn't apply for Running swords  Something that's fake and thinking Why for? They're shutting doors right in my face  And sit in high horses  Is car and a dope place  Something to die for this is my war  So now I'm schemin' on plots to make my pockets swell Simple living is a bitch But damn, I do it well Some are fortunate to make it And some of 'em fail Some locomotives push through  And some of 'em get the rail Schemin' on plots Hey Hey Hey Simple living is a bitch Hey Hey Hey Some are fortunate to make it Hey Hey Hey Some locomotives puch through  I lead a crocodile mile lifestyle I run and slide  But when it's time to collide with the bump I always bail Cause I'm not ready for that time That silly 9 to 5  Solidified career option A hop skip and a leap  Away from a rock star  And not too far away from filling my pops shoes The idyllic hard working?  With callused hands Complete with wife, kids, dog, house, and picket fence That's non sense, I'm conviced I'm built for better things  And won't settle for the empty smile that cheddar brings It seems like I'm working hard  Simply cause it's what they say that's what I have to do You graduate and then you either get a job or you go to school 12 years wasn't enough? That's more than half of my life spent  Trying to make the world accept me Plus I've fought the papers saying that I made it through Now I'm working two jobs, three with music And you don't respect me? Fuck if I'll retire now You're 62  (chorus)