Lyrics:

747 11 come to bust Somebody take me home I wanna live in lust When trust is low and stakes are high That's all I ever did in Denver was die That's all I ever did in New York was die That's all I ever did in L.A. was die So put em' up, put em' up to the sky And wave goodbye to Miss American Pie Cuz you been tellin' lies, you took it all and abused it Whatever happened to the feel good music? Somewhere, somehow, someway, somebody pulled the plug And left me sittin' in a dirty little pub I gotta tell you baby life's been good to me And I know that makes you mad Cuz that's something you can't see I got everything I ever wanted And I'll never give that back Oh I know you hate that fact But you ain't gotta look at me like that I said you ain't gotta look at me like that What'chu lookin at...What'chu lookin at...What'chu lookin at...What'chu lookin at You run around pullin' stunts like that See never in my life could I front like that I ain't cut like that, I couldn't run like that I'm a keep it nonfiction and take my hat...uh Remember back when things looked grim I spent a lot of time and money on whims I remember the crew, remember the good times Remember the orange and I remember the sunshine It's all gone that's a thing of the past The fact remains that it moves real fast So why you sit around hopin' things might change I'll be sittin' pretty singin' Hey Pockey Way I gotta tell you baby life's been good to me And I know that makes you mad Cuz that's something you can't see I got everything I ever wanted And I'll never give that back Oh I know you hate that fact But you ain't g