I'm accepting life in its illest woes
Look at the counterculture with their microdose
I read the profit and loss, it ruined my cheerios
See the sands of time, it's just a running nose

Say the kids are in pain but the doctors insane
Give 'em SSRIs just to keep 'em engaged
And when everything fails give 'em mouth to mouth
Just ignore the facts and keep the demons out

Super fucking whatever
Super fucking whatever

(You live on in a song)
(You live on in it)

So show me the money, that cold hard cash
Take a photo for the world and get rock-hard abs
Cool it, cowboy, there's enough to go 'round
Some days you're up, some days you're down

Super fucking whatever
Super fucking whatever

(You live on in a song)
(You live on in it)

Super fucking whatever
Super fucking whatever