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