[Intro]
This song is dedicated to all you modern day troubadours out there
And I think I know who you are

[Verse 1]
I gotta get a job, I got to get some pay
My son's gotta go to art school, he's leavin' in three days
And the TV's in Esperanto, you know that that's a bitch
But alienation's for the rich and I'm feelin' a-poorer every day
A-hey hey hey

[Verse 2]
Well I ain't feelin' happy about the state of things in my life
But I'm workin' to make it better with a six of Miller High Life
Just drinkin' and a-drivin', a-makin' sure my dues get paid
Because alienation's for the rich and I'm feelin' a-poorer every day
A-hey hey hey

[Verse 2]
Well, I ain't feelin' happy about the state of things in my life
But I'm workin' to make it better with a six of Miller High Life
Just drinkin' and a-drivin', a-makin' sure my dues get paid
Because alienation's for the rich and I'm feelin' a-poorer every day
A-hey hey hey

[Outro]
A-hey hey hey
A-hey hey hey
Ah hahahahahahaha!