Lyric

Beer after hard work just tastes best, I know

But I'm so lazy, drink it without work

Here is my freedom of choice though I know

Well, nobody taught me how, how to use it well

I am a young prince

A future dictator or just a normal

I feel so pathetic now

Beer is off the hook! Yeah!

Space is just keeping to expand, I know

Well, I'm so tiny and then all blah blah blah blah, yeah!

Looking for something

Oh I want for nothing now, to be honest

I pretend to be noble but you realize I'm not at all

To every stupid day, gonna fart

I'm working on Sunday

They're gonna be drunk

Catching a wave and

Enjoying their freedom, ah

My dear sunday goes

Look at me, I'm a perfect normal

Get off this highway

I wanna be drunk

Looking for girls and

Enjoying my freedom, ah

My dear sunday's gone

Space is just keeping... all blah blah blah blah