
| My son said, Daddy, I don’t wanna go to school |
| ‘Cause the teacher’s a jerk, he must think I’m a fool |
| And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it’d be cheaper |
| If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper |
| Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet |
| Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps |
| ‘Cause it’s all about money, ain’t a damn thing funny |
| You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey |