I wantæŠha in the wrong way
What抯 tomorrow if you抳e got today
And if you subscribe to my way
You erase all this anyway
Out in the mountains and granola
Ah, there抯 a little man lease-to-own ya
Hold out your hands
Oh, such little hands
Well, lie to your man
Stay wise to the plan
So drivin?makes no sense
æ…ause I don抰 even have a license
We could walk and get as far
It just might take a little bit longer
And is your dealer on the corner
Just to give himself a boner
Hold out your hands
Stay wise to the plan
If whatæŠha got is whatæŠha need, hell
then I don抰 wanna hear the rest
And if you ever had a thing to sell
Then you know whatæŠha got
Why wouldæŠa care
If it抯 everywhere
Don抰 leave me here
I抦 always alone
But how would you know
I fall down the shaft
Nothing to grab onto
Pull me up
Just like long ago
But how would you know
How would you know
So ya need me for the wrong things
Now you抳e got yourself a bird that sings
And ya left me for your owner
Out in the mountains and granola
Hold out your hands
Oh such little hands
If whatæŠha got is whatæŠha need, hell
Then I don抰 wanna hear the rest
And if抋 you ever had a thing to sell
Then get rid of the lie
If whatæŠha got is whatæŠha need, hell
Then I don抰 wanna hear the rest
And everybody抯 got a thing to sell
Don抰 need whatæŠha got