Clippety-Clop

[Intro: Instrumental] [Verse 1] The daily grind has got me sick, Life is simple, it's like a brick. Tomorrow will be just like yesterday, I know it already from the start of the day. My bank sent me a message through: Tomorrow, that damn loan payment's due. My friends keep texting so “Come meet up, bro,” you know. And the entire day — My ass is on fire. [Chorus] Every day, some fucking shit, But I want a little fun. All I've got for entertainment — Jerking off as the sun goes down. I'd jump on my horse — hop! Then haul my ass to some bumfuck. Clippety-clop, clip-clop, clippety-clop... Neeeigh! [Instrumental break] [Verse 2] Monotonous, day by day, We walk hand in hand with decay. I get no sleep at night, And daytime's just as fucked up, right? My truck tires need replacing, They've needed it for a month, I'm waiting. And that damn faucet... it's dripping — I gotta fix that fucking thing. And with all these tasks, you see, I have a few bats in the belfry... [Chorus] Every day, some fucking shit, But I want a little fun. All I've got for entertainment — Jerking off as the sun goes down. I'd jump on my horse — hop! Then haul my ass to some bumfuck. Clippety-clop, clip-clop, clippety-clop... Neeeigh! [Instrumental break] [Verse 3] I'd love to flutter up like a cloud, Above this fucking hustle crowd. But there's a pocket on my coat, Hanging by a thread — I want it to stay, but it won't. And a letter from the taxman came, Saying: “Pay your taxes” — just the same. Fate doesn't offer much variety, you know, The lights are on, but nobody's home. My brain is short-circuiting, And something's wrong in the attic... [Chorus] Every day, some fucking shit, But I want a little fun. All I've got for entertainment — Jerking off as the sun goes down. I'd jump on my horse — hop! Then haul my ass to some bumfuck. Clippety-clop, clip-clop, clippety-clop... Neeeigh! [Extended instrumental outro]