Going Out On a Low Note

May 1st I roll over and discover the worst I got company, but no mouths to feed Just as yappy motherfuckers that you just don't need I can't walk you to school I can't race around in the pool No, my arms aren't tired And I'm on the mend It's a cannonball 'til the shallow end I know you're patient, I know we're poor La-la-la-la, just a minute more babe I get a million from the publishing deal La-la-la-la, an absolute steal A little boy, a little girl Took me forever to find this world Now it's a big fat stick in the eye I'm going out on a low note Summer's here The phone rings while I'm stuck in the mirror Brian, it's the lottery We got good news for yourself I said, "No thanks, I thought you were somebody else" My brain says stay the course Pretty rich when you consider the source Now, I'm not positive But I'm pretty sure You shouldn't cry when you listen to faith no more I know you're scared, I know you're tired La-la-la-la, it's just how you're wired You said yourself you're running out of steam La-la-la-la, you look fine to me I tried to make it Give it a whirl Took me forever to find this girl Now, it's a big fat kick in the ass I'm going out on a low note We're throwing in with a bang I'm, I'm going out on a low note I'm going out