The screamers on Manhattan avenue with his hand up to his ear, 
Yelling Like a hellfire preacher about something you can't understand.

But you listen anyway cause he might be Jesus, 
He might be Moses, he might lead us to where the holy ghost is.

Old Cleo sells her pretzels in a baby carriage. 
She ain't no warflower hippie chick, 
No has been Hollywood whore. 
She'll be here till the last dog dies. But....

They're gonna raise her rent 
They're gonna raise her fence 
They're gonna raise her sins 
All she wants to do is raise her kin

CHORUS:

You Bitch and moan Trust fund kiddies. 
Snowflake storms in the city. 
Looking up the cows ass, 
Did ya think it would be pretty.

Maybe take some time in a coal mine, or 
Cooking up moonshine, 
Cutting throat on a supper swine, 
Instead of sitting pretty.

Just get it done done done done done... 
Just get it done done done done done...
Just get it done done done done done...

Crazy Doogan walks his dogs. 
Jake and Pauly on a junkin' haul. 
Loadin' mungo in the car. 
'Round here you learn to walk before you crawl.

No time for moaning as Cleo yawned, 
When you work from dusk to dawn, 
Diggin holes, saving souls, and raising sons.

Crazy doogan, Jake and Pauly, 
Jesus screamers and hellfire preachers 
Just trying to do the thing their daddy done.

CHORUS:

You Bitch and moan Trust fund kiddies. 
Snowflake storms in the city. 
Looking up the cows ass, 
Did ya think it would be pretty.

Maybe take some time in a coal mine, or 
Cooking up moonshine, 
Cutting throat on a supper swine, 
Instead of sitting pretty.

Just get it done done done done done... 
Just get it done done done done done...
Just get it done done done done done...