Hot cigarettes, ice cold booze;
Saving cash for more to use,
Positioned to score the porno store,
A five-finger flash recipe made hoar.
All right, hey hey, a catchy slow gun
From the land of make-believe
What did you expect?
From the land of make-believe
A trolley is all you get.
Egalitarian littered streets,
Stock egomaniac fantasies,
The second coming, is up your ass
As the S.U.V.'s guzzle your gas.
All right, hey hey, a catchy slow gun
From the land of make-believe
What did you expect?
From the land of make-believe
A trolley is all you get.
From the land of make-believe
What did you expect?
From the land of make-believe
A trolley is all you get.
A trolley, a trolley.