Sounds are turning up up up
Shitty McDonald's is opening up
Store fronts gonna open up their eyes
Plenty of ants gonna hit that hill
Marcy Ave. I'll get my fill
Wake up closer to the day I die
Let's just call it a holiday
I don't wanna work today
Sure there's lots of stuff to do
I don't feel bad
How 'bout you?
Hey street sweeper you're a drag
Can't you see I'm sleeping in this van
You're always out before the sun comes up
Manhattan's over there somewhere
To be quite honest I don't care
Brooklyn she's got everything I need
[Chorus]