Lyrics:

Be it true, you ain't got nothin' to do.
I think I'm better than you. whee whoo.
Be it true, you ain't got nothin' to do.

Sun stroke, and it satisfies.
He's the killer of retentative lies.
Maybe I could carry on...
Let's not nothing a gallon flawed.

Be it true you ain't got nothing to do.
I think I'm better than you. whee whoo.
Be it true, you ain't got nothin' to do.

Sun stroke, but now satisfies.
You know she tries, she tried and tried.
Chutes and sorrows are over now.
An opportune in a world of dreams.

Be it true you ain't got nothing to do.
I think I'm better than you. whee whoo.
Be it true, you ain't got nothin' to do.

Be it true you ain't got nothing to do.
I think I'm better than you. whee whoo.
Be it true, you ain't got nothin' to do.

Be it true you ain't got nothing to do.
I think I'm better than you.
Be it true, you ain't... got nothin'.. to do.
Wheeww...