Home Brew - Chicken Chow Mein lyrics

"Dave is Dave home?" "Uh Dave's home bro
Um I'll ask him for some cash"
"yeah bro hard" "Kk"
"Yep sweet I'll meet you at the bus stop"
"yeah bro" "that us?" "uh Okay" "Shot bro!"
"Okay "Ye!" "Ye!" "Chur!"

And we just sippin' our way
Chicken Chow Mein ichi Ni San Shi
Drinking all day! Just sit around blaze!
Living our way! yeah

I spend my time writing by the late night
Saving all my daylight
Sitting by the lake side
Listening to the waves cry i elevate my feet
To elevate my mind
And dedicate time for me just waste time
I meditate my mind to celebrate my life
Like everyday I live and never say 'why?'
I try to take time out to try and take five
And turn the baseline down to
Watch the paint dry
I take a great sized bite of K-Fry
And vegans my face like blah blah save lives
I'm like shucks I love the
Meat like a Great White
Fuck it if it ain't right
You know what it tastes like?
I see my girl stressed
Thinking 'bout her waistline
We're thinking 'bout the same thing
At the same time
It's funny how we take the sun
To paint a grey sky
And get depressed trying to be
The person they like
I'm trying not to think about
The shit that ain't mine
Or watch the cool kids as
They climb the grapevine
I walk a straight line to success to aim high
Where there ain't no sunlight I
Make rhymes to make mine
So fuck it if the fake tie don't say 'hi'
They can walk straight by psshh
What a gay guy! Cause life isn't about what
You're paid right?
(Nah) Fuck A-life shit, it's the main life

"Boys I gotta gap to work ay" "For real?"
"Fuck that bro" "Fuck that" "Gay!"

" nah Fuck that shit ay!" "Fuck yeah!"

See I don't want a hundred thou'
I'm happy underground
I just wanna run about while
The summer sun is out
Bum around, guzzle down a dozen Double Brown
And turn the music up without
The sound patrol coming round that's it!
I don't need to be the best dressed
I just need a quick sesh
When my head stressed let me be the express
Don't need a lexus
Cause there nothing addicts sees
Quite like excess and yes
Wouldn't mind world wide holidays
Fresh made bolognaise eggs beni hollandaise
Playboy model babes
Ten thousand dollar shades
But life isn't all about
What your wallet weighs!
Cause you could have a quarter a billion
Buy a pretty Brazilian
And you fill her silicon
Treat her sweeter than cinnamon and
Buy her anything you wanna
Then come home and catch her with the plumber
So all I really want is a little sun
Maybe a daughter or a grandkid
A set of swings and a sand-pit
A girl I can amp with, that can hand knit
And I can help her open
Up her boysenberry jamlet
To be understanding
That's what I need the most
Compared to that weed and
Clothes ain't even close
Give me cheese on toast
Keep your gold floors seven-foot stone walls
And backyard golf-course
Cause you can't make love to your motor car
And if you haven't got the
One then you're only half
You're just another rich dude in lonely bar
Trying to get your power from
Your suit like Tony Stark
And when you're done playing blues
On your golden harp
You're still really just a loner
With a broken heart
Getting bounced off Noah's Ark
Because what goes up comes down
Ask Owen Hart

Bro bro it's like
Ay Ay bro it's like fuck it's out of
It ay cause it's kinda like yeah
Fuck I dunno ay bro I'm Stoned ay

I think somebody might of put
Something in my drink
Cause i feel good today, I feel so good today
Yeah, Woah