"My Will" lyrics

(Ahh, ahh)
(Ahh, ahh)

No use for living salesmen
No use for hidee-ho
Flamboyant like Judy Garland
Dropkick the piano

I got a new layaway plan
And a new cell phone bill
I was born in the permanent summer
Team captain of Russian Hill

Look up, what's the problem now
Just a pawn
A middle-class born cow

Make way for heavy roses
Look loose and have some fun
Shirt tucked and broken buildings
Ignore the orange glow

Withdrawn and very loaded
Heads I win and tails you lose
Being proud of the credit card culture
So brave, so removed

(Yeah)
(So removed)

Look up, what's the problem now
You're just a pawn
A middle-class born cow
And if you're feeling down
And your centerpiece gets lost
In my will

(Da-da da-da)
(Da-da da-da)
(Da-da da-da)
(Da-da da-da)
(Da-da da-da)
(Da-da da-da)
(Da-da da-da)
(Da-da-da-da-da)

Look up, what's the problem now
You're just a pawn
A middle-class born cow
And if you're feeling down
And your centerpiece gets lost