Too many bottles
of this wine
we can't pronounce
Too many bowls
of that green
no Lucky Charm
the maids come
around too much
Parents ain't
around enough
Too many joy rides
in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
white lines
Super rich kids with
nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with
nothing but fake friends
Start my day
up on the roof
There's nothing like
this type of view
Point the clicker
at the tube
I prefer expensive news
new car, new girl
new ice, new glass
new watch
good times babe
It's good times yeh yeh-eh
she wash my back
three times a day
This shower head
feels so amazing
we'll both be high
the help don't stare
they just walk by
They just don't care
A million one
A million two
A hundred more
will never do
Too many bottles
of this wine
we can't pronounce
Too many bowls
of that green
no Lucky Charm
the maids come
around too much
Parents ain't
around enough
Too many joy rides
in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
white lines
Super rich kids with
nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with
nothing but fake friends
real love
I'm searching for a
real love
Oh real love
I'm searching for a
real love
Oh real love
Hey close your eyes
to what you can't imagine
We are the xany-gnashing
caddy-smashing bratty ass
he mad, he snatched his
daddy's Jag and used the
shit for batting practice
Adam and Annie thrashing
purchasing crappy grams
with half the hand
of cash you handed
Panic and patch me up
Pappy done latch-keyed us
toying with Raggy Anns
and Mammy done
had enough
Brash as fuck
breaching all these
aqueducts don't believe us
treat us like we
can't erupt yup
We end our day
up on the roof
I say I'll jump
and never do
But when I'm drunk
I act a fool
Talking 'bout
do they sew wings
on tailored suits I'm on
that ledge she grabs
my arm she slaps my head
It's good times
yeah
sleeve rips off
I slip, I fall
The market's down
like 60 storeys
and some don't end
the way they should
My silver spoon
has fed me good
A million one
A million cash
Close my eyes
and feel the crash
Too many bottles
of this wine
we can't pronounce
Too many bowls
of that green
no Lucky Charm
the maids come
around too much
Parents ain't
around enough
Too many joy rides
in daddy's Jaguar
Too many white lies and
white lines
Super rich kids with
nothing but loose ends
Super rich kids with
nothing but fake friends
ooh real love
I ain't that
something rare
I'm searching for
a real love
ah aah ah aah
Real love
Real love
I'm searching for
a.... real love
Talking 'bout
real love
ooh ooh oooooh