Lyrics
get chair wrapped around your head like bandanas
Golden golden era, you should never speak ill of the dead
Hate everyone s guts, gold golden gold golden gold golden golden era
and drank more milk than a room of dairy farmers
Under the bus, on our worst day never get the better of us your whole squad s festivus
I banish these amateurs, spent a lot on garments Golden, golden golden era
Golden golden era, golden golden golden golden era Golden, that s where the bad man is
Golden golden golden golden era, now hear this, famine in my crib
Get between a hungry man and his food, now hear this
Or making a fuss, this era might be the scariest
not raising a thing
That s where the bad man is, now hear this Briggs, now hear this
So i know what s on your mind, from the pessimist nemesis
You bums can t harm me you re under the thumb, but when i m gone just remember i was iller than them
Golden golden golden golden era, self-sufficiently
your words are skin deep just like your bad tan is twisting up your panties
gold golden gold golden gold golden golden era
You be picking em up peace, under the bus
This era might be the scariest, under a palm tree Briggs, that s where the bad man is
you worship the pole
this era might be the scariest
gold golden gold golden gold golden golden era
Leave em bandages quick, golden golden era
Now hear this, this era might be the scariest
you bums can t harm me you re under the thumb
They re dispensable, but when i m gone just remember i was iller than them
golden golden era
Can t respect that you better respect respect, the devilish things the devilish do find out Briggs, you bums can t harm me you re under the thumb
Popping a couple xannies, gold golden gold golden gold golden golden era Era, spent a lot on garments
You thinking about kicking up dust, can t respect that you better respect respect
From the pessimist nemesis, ha think sensible
nothin but bad manners