When I look at your face I see dirt

All the sunshine you blow up my ass starts to hurt

And I don't really mind if I'm nothing in your eyes

It's no suprise to me

Cause the rocket I built, is under my kilt,

It's coming to blow you away.



I was a jerk, I did the work, for somebody else's dream,

I took the chance, I lost my pants, in somebody else's dream tonight.



Now you're calling me up to get paid,

And if you don't get paid then you'll never get laid.

But I really don't have any money, I say goodbye,

And you'll have to depend on the size.

Cause the thing that I built, it's ripping my kilt,

It's coming to blow you away.



I was a jerk, I did the work, for somebody else's dream,

I took the chance, I lost my pants, in somebody else's dream tonight.



Now I think that I'm going to bed,

As the image of you and your crap leaves my head.

Cause it's t-minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies,

And it doesn't depend on the size.



Cause the thing that I built, it's ripping my kilt,

It's coming to blow you away.



I was a jerk, I did the work, for somebody else's dream,

I took the chance, I lost my pants, in somebody else's dream tonight.