I'll be driving in my car, sitting in my room, or taking walks listening to music; and occassionally the plug in my brain will eventually find the outlet in my imagination, and I'll put my own twist on certain songs. I'm not sure how I come up with this dumb shit, but it happens. This is only one of several.
"Whiny Rich Kid" a song parody of "Beverly Hills" by Weezer
Where I come from is really great
My automobile is fantastic
My fashion sense stops traffic
And my friends are super cool
They love me
I've never had to work a day
Everything's been handed to me
Still I brood up in my room
No one understands me
Whiny rich kid
I get everything for free
But I'm still unhappy
Whiny rich kid
It's so very hard to be me
I'm just a whiny rich kid
I wear $400 shoes with pre-ripped $100 jeans
I complain about Mom and Dad while playing my brand new PS3
I know that most kids in the world
Are not as fortunate as me
I've still got my arms and legs
But still I'm sad as can be
Whiny rich kid
I get everything for free
But I'm still unhappy
Whiny rich kid
It's so very hard to be me
I'm just a whiny rich kid
Truth is
I'm a no good, spoiled brat
Ungrateful for what I have
And I just need my ass kicked
Yes I do
I'm just a high class, petty tool
Who needs a day in different shoes
Just to see how damn lucky I really am
Whiny rich kid
I get everything for free
But I'm still unhappy
Whiny rich kid
It's so very hard to be me
I'm just a whiny rich kid
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