All my style all my grace
All i try to save my face
All my guts try to spill
All my h**s try to fill
All my money been a long time spent
All my drugs on my rent
On my saving philosophy it goes
One in the bank and the rest for me it goes
All my troubles on a burning pie
All lit up and i start to smile
If i catch fire then i change my aim
Throw my troubles at the pearly gates
Oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
My my my lonely nate
Had a bombs in the oven
And she never got laid knock knock knock
Renaissance man sailed away
And he never came back came back again
All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and i start to smile
If i catch fire then i'd change my aim
Throw my troubles at the pearly gates
Ah
Ah
Ah you won't be coming down
I said all you troubles you don't mean a thing
All my troubles on a burning pile
I'll lit up and i'll start to smile
Live out
If i catch fire then i'll change my aim
Throw my troubles at the world again
All my troubles on a burning pile
I'll lift up and i'll start to smile
If i catch fire then i'll take my turn
To burn and burn
Ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
