Song 9 (The Government’s Not Great) Hobo Johnson

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Ey yo, give me an insurmountable problem
And I'll show you real fast, baby, I can't solve them
Like I used to think
It was like Jordan's house, seven days a week
Is it wrong to see the world with my imperialist privilege and twinkle in my eye?
Either way, it all work as I hope
I'll fall in love with moderation and you...

You buy this soap, fucker
You buy this soap
And rub it on your body
Buy this soap
For your dishes, for your laundry
Buy this soap, you fuck
You buy this fucking soap

I think I'm fucked, but it's okay
I can see the world with a straight face, yeah
I can read the books and I can not pace, yeah
In the backyard while my brain shakes, yeah
Anton said the studious are right on
So you know it's me and dar— with the lights on
Hell is a never-ending pit of great despair?
And if you kill, then you go there? What?!

What about the wars?
And the Crusades?
Our government bombing another place?
And all those pilots who made them die?
Are they drowning in a burning lake of fire?