I’ve been in a lot of bands, sue me. I’ve also been the writer/singer for all said bands, double sue me.
BARS
Moved out to Hollywood Never thought I'd be cool Never thought I’d have all These haters on my payroll
Give me that motivation Stand up! My ovation Runnin’ through the city, No leash, I’m a coyote
Waiting for the time of day To push all these thoughts away To lean in and grab all I want Before it’s torn away
Every move is calculated How I live is formulaic Don’t think for a second I need your help, you are parasitic
I don’t need an introduction All my life in preparation So stand back, watch out, And I’ll solve every calculation
Every year for the past fourteen years my two friends and I (who happen to be creative directors) descend deep into the wilderness to worship our deity, The Rat God, for four days and nights. Here is a menu that I made (filled with inside jokes) designed to quench our thirst for savagery while practicing our First Amendment Rights. Drink up, suckers.