Wake, Bake, Skate

Wake! Bake! Skate! I do a bunch of drugs I'm a fiend and an addict I'm all messed up, watchin' television static And I'm gonna try and make it For another year Just to hang out with my best friends And drink a lot of beer And I'm so fuckin' cheap (So fuckin' cheap) And I'm so fuckin' broke (So fuckin' broke) And I don't have a job And I don't have a phone Don't have a life And I'm always stoned Wake! Bake! Skate! I'm so strung out I can't even see Shit, it's so hard I can't even breathe But I gotta bomb this hill And I gotta shoot this line Got a gram of kief For a dollar ninety nine Wake! Bake! Skate! And I'm so fuckin' cheap (So fuckin' cheap) And I'm so fuckin' broke (So fuckin' broke) And I don't have a job And I don't have a phone Don't have a life And I'm always stoned Wake! Bake! Skate! And I'm so fuckin' cheap (So fuckin' cheap) And I'm so fuckin' broke (So fuckin' broke) And I don't have a job And I don't have a phone Don't have a life And I'm always stoned So fuckin' cheap (So fuckin' cheap) And I'm so fuckin' broke (So fuckin' broke) And I don't have a job And I don't have a phone Don't have a life And I'm always stoned Wake! Bake! Skate! And crash!