Fun Guy Songtext
Well, I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
You see, the drugs I used to love, I just don't love them no more
Well, the party in the carryon ain't doing me no favors
These days, I'm all about discipline and labour
You see, I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
Oh
Oh
Well, good time in the back seat, money in the front
You'd be forgiven if you said that I'm a cunt
You see, the drugs I used to love, I just don't love them no more
Well, the party in the carryon ain't doing me no favors
These days, I'm all about discipline and labour
You see, I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
Oh
Oh
Well, good time in the back seat, money in the front
You'd be forgiven if you said that I'm a cunt
These get-togethers don't do nothing for me
I got better things to do with my energy
Well, I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
Well, I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
I'm a terrible character with redeeming qualities
I have a healthy disrespect for all authority
I come with a disgust for the general majority
And I eat at the table with rejected personalities
Well, it doesn't even matter where the fuck do you aim
I used to be a love guy, but now I ain't
Uh
I matured, living had gotten all too much
My Achilles was torn and I'd lost my crutch
I used to get drunk to let off some steam
But I'd transform into a vomit machine
Ooh, the shame, remorse, and pain
Reflecting on my stupid games I thought it might be funny to spit in your face
But now everybody's looking at me like I'm a disgrace
A disgrace, disgrace
A disgrace, a disgrace
A disgrace, a disgrace
A disgrace, a disgrace
I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
I got better things to do with my energy
Well, I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
Well, I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
I'm a terrible character with redeeming qualities
I have a healthy disrespect for all authority
I come with a disgust for the general majority
And I eat at the table with rejected personalities
Well, it doesn't even matter where the fuck do you aim
I used to be a love guy, but now I ain't
Uh
I matured, living had gotten all too much
My Achilles was torn and I'd lost my crutch
I used to get drunk to let off some steam
But I'd transform into a vomit machine
Ooh, the shame, remorse, and pain
Reflecting on my stupid games I thought it might be funny to spit in your face
But now everybody's looking at me like I'm a disgrace
A disgrace, disgrace
A disgrace, a disgrace
A disgrace, a disgrace
A disgrace, a disgrace
I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
I used to be a fun guy, but I'm not anymore
