Intro:    Diamonds and fast cars    Money to burn    I got my head in the clouds    I got these thoughts to churn    Got my feet in the sand    I got a house on the hill    I got a headache like a mother    Twice the price of my thrills    And it’s a cold day it’s a continental drift    I said this traffic is hell    Can you give me a lift    And I’ll try to paint a story    Got your pictures to tell    Yeah you got to make a living    With what you bring yourself to sell    I got some genuine    Imitation    Bad apples    Free sample    For your peace of mind    Only $995    I got my camera back from customs    Got my law fees up to date    Hell they must seen me comin’    Ain’t this life so fuckin’ great    When the shit hit the fan    It was all I could stand    Yeah well I’m a frequent flyer    My body’s breathing while it can    But what I don’t understand is that    My world ain’t getting no brighter    If i could touch the sky    Well I would float on by    While everybody’s talkin’    Hell I’m just another guy    If it were up to me    I’d say just leave me be    Why let one bad apple    Spoil the whole damn bunch    Gold and caviar    Now whyn’t you pour my apathy    I’d have all my bases covered    If I could teach my hands to see    But now we’re down in the deep end    Where they’d love to watch you drown    I said your laundry could use washing    Will hang it up all over town    I said Hollywood’s like a dryer    And we’re down on Sunset Strip    And you’ll be suckin’ down the clorox    ’Til your life’s all nice and crisp    When the shit hit the fan    It was all I could stand    Yeah well I’m a frequent flyer    My body’s breathing while it can    But what I don’t understand is that    My world ain’t getting no brighter    If i could touch the sky    Well I would float on by    While everybody’s talkin’    Hell I’m just another guy    If it were up to me    I’d say just leave me be    Why let one bad apple    Spoil the whole damn bunch                     When the shit hit the fan    It was all I could stand    Yeah well I’m a frequent flyer    My body’s breathing while it can    But what I don’t understand is that    My world ain’t getting no brighter    If i could touch the sky    Well I would float on by    While everybody’s talkin’    Hell I’m just another guy    If it were up to me    I’d say just leave me be    Why let one bad apple    Spoil the whole damn bunch    Boy!!!