Nine Again (V) versuri

Versuri 1 Trait Danger – Nine Again (V) lyrics

[Intro]
I don’t want to do anything
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I don’t want to do anything
Tomorrow, tomorrow

But fuck! (I got a job and)
Fuck! (I got bills and)
Fuck! (I got a girl and- with a)

Yo, Stoney! (Check check check)
Stoney Bologne! (Check one-two)
Coming back at you
Yo, Obama!

[Verse 1]
Ungh, growing up sucks
I got 300 bucks in my bank, I’m fucked
My friends are all dead (same disease)
And the fake friends that I have think I’m fucked in the head

I had to throw away my jeans (Why?)
Because I got so fucking fat, my pants, they busted at the seams
Osteoporosis
Colonoscopy appointment, my ass is covered in ointment

I got two crappy little kids
I’m wiping one of their asses while the other one shits
Reminiscing on better days
When so many babes loved me I couldn’t remember their names

[Bridge]
(Lorraine, is that you from 2003?
The girl I took to prom and touched my penis in a limousine?)

Nah, it couldn’t be
‘Cause you moved back to Cali in 2003
I remember the day you left
(I put flowers on your doorstep)

[Chorus]
There comes a time in everyone’s life
Where they take a seat and say, “I wish I was 9 again”
(Again? Again)
‘Cause I don’t want to do anything
There comes a time in everyone’s life
Where they take a seat and say, “I wish I was 9 again”
(Again? Again)
’Cause I don’t want to do anything

[Verse 2]
I wish that I was young again
Nine years old, back when shit was kinda fun again
Things were very different
When I was sitting on the floor eating candy in the kitchen

But now I got a job
I got bills, a wife, and a motherfucking dog
That’s right, she brought home a motherfucking dog
When she knows that I’m allergic to a motherfucking dog

(Aw, come on babe! Can we just keep it for a day, and maybe it’ll be okay?)

No way, you know what? I think we need a break
This whole fucking marriage might have been a mistake
You never, you never even want to fuck at all
You just want chores done and lawns mowed

(Ugh, baby you’ve got issues!)

Then grab a tissue, take your shoes
And pack your shit up, I won’t miss you

[Bridge]
Well, that’s just how it goes
You grow old, you die, and then you rot with the hoes
But I just wanna know
What happens when you die? Is there God? Is he dope?

(God? Is he dope?)
(God? Is he dope?)
(God? Is he dope?)
(God? Is he dope?)
(God? Is he dope?)

(Again? Again)

[Chorus]
There comes a time in everyone’s life
Where they take a seat and say “I wish I was 9 again”
(Again? Again)
Cause I don’t want to do anything
There comes a-

Written by: Andrew Katz