I don’t want to Golf

You reached a certain age and the panic's kicking in
Stuck in that bunker, running out of time
Suddlenly aware of your own mortality

When that career isn't exactly a hole in one
What you wouldn't do for a tiny slice of success
To boost that place in the bourgeois hierarchy

I ain't your bro
I don't wanna golf
Bad for mojo
I don't wanna golf
Forever no
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf

No, I ain't your bro
I don't wanna golf
Bad for mojo
I don't wanna golf
Forever no
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf

The symbolism of another shit-expensive club
Perhaps the Maruman Majerty Prestigio Driver?
And yet you never hit the ball
And you most likely never will
You never will, you never will

I ain't your bro
I don't wanna golf
Bad for mojo
I don't wanna golf
Forever no
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf

You see, I ain't your bro
I don't wanna golf
Bad for mojo
I don't wanna golf
Forever no
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf

Fire the caddie
Take it out on the wife
Thank you mom and daddy
For your miserable life

I ain't your bro
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
Forever no
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf

I ain't your bro
I don't wanna golf
Bad for mojo
I don't wanna golf
Forever no
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I don't wanna golf
I do not wanna golf
No way
I don't wanna golf



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Writer(s): Mattias Bernt Eklundh
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