treasure hunter
I wanna stop
And drop everything to be a treasure hunter
Tough luck (tough luck, tough luck)
'Cause I'm probably too young, and I don't even know what I'd plunder
That sucks
I haven't seen it all, but I'll bet I'll do that bitch a number
We got seven seas, so fuck Beverly
Why the fuck would I wanna be a celebrity?
Fucked up voice and that's how everyone remembers me
That ain't the tale that I wanna tell when I'm seventy
Well, that implies that I wanna live 'til I'm seventy
I'd rather die by a mercenary than Hennessy
Like grandpa, always controversial, and he got shot all bad
I would hate to see myself become a man, oh man
I'm glad I'm not a different dude
And I'm happy that I wasn't fed on silver spoons (spoons)
I mean shit, I could be making only interludes ('ludes)
I could be a fucking dick and even bitter, too (too)
But I'm not, yeah
I just get depressed when I run out of shit to watch, yeah
It's the only time I like to feel I'm lost, yeah
Gotta love how drama kinda wanna stop it, yeah
I wanna stop (stop, stop, stop, stop)
And drop everything to be a treasure hunter
Tough luck (luck, luck, luck, luck)
'Cause I'm probably too young, and I don't even know what I'd plunder
That sucks
I haven't seen it all, but I'll bet I'll do that bitch a number
So sit back while I burn this rubber
'Cause at heart I'm a treasure hunter
I wanna stop
And drop everything to be a treasure hunter
Tough luck (tough luck, tough luck)
'Cause I'm probably too young, and I don't even know what I'd plunder
That sucks
I haven't seen it all, but I'll bet I'll do that bitch a number
We got seven seas, so fuck Beverly
Why the fuck would I wanna be a celebrity?
Fucked up voice and that's how everyone remembers me
That ain't the tale that I wanna tell when I'm seventy
Well, that implies that I wanna live 'til I'm seventy
I'd rather die by a mercenary than Hennessy
Like grandpa, always controversial, and he got shot all bad
I would hate to see myself become a man, oh man
I'm glad I'm not a different dude
And I'm happy that I wasn't fed on silver spoons (spoons)
I mean shit, I could be making only interludes ('ludes)
I could be a fucking dick and even bitter, too (too)
But I'm not, yeah
I just get depressed when I run out of shit to watch, yeah
It's the only time I like to feel I'm lost, yeah
Gotta love how drama kinda wanna stop it, yeah
I wanna stop (stop, stop, stop, stop)
And drop everything to be a treasure hunter
Tough luck (luck, luck, luck, luck)
'Cause I'm probably too young, and I don't even know what I'd plunder
That sucks
I haven't seen it all, but I'll bet I'll do that bitch a number
So sit back while I burn this rubber
'Cause at heart I'm a treasure hunter
I wanna stop
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Writer(s): Andrew Robinson
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