You take my money

You think you're great

You think its funny

I hate your face

Yeah

You got your Jesus

And I got my space

You got your reasons

And I got my case



You just gotta sit yourself down

To contemplate

You get yourself a nice cold beer

And drink yourself away

You're celebrating nothing

And you feel a-okay

You're celebrating nothing

And you feel a-okay



You think you're precious

And I think your shit

And I'd kill your father

To destroy his seed

Ohhhh nothing will ever

Destroy your greed



Chorus



Now when you break yourself down

And go to this place

You give yourself the reason

To get off your case

And when you break it down yeah

And see through this shit

You give yourself the reason

To live through this

Break down



Mama give me my medicine (3)