A Christian, an anarchist slash prostitute Figures out the true meaning of freedomNot freedom like America Freedom like a shopping cartKick back, no tense You got a bag of grub it cost you about 50 centsNo fear, no fuckin' feats Malt liquor tastes much better on the streetsCrusting, a way of life for heroines And heroes who hitchhike the road to EdenNot Eden like the garden state Eden like the state of mindKick back, cheap thrills You'll do anything for a laugh even if it kills youThe bridge you took it out The ticket takers suddenly lost countSleeping under rays Your teeth crumbling away Say goodbye To all responsibility, you never wanted it, manWasting Time Whenever you get the chanceWhich happens to be all the timeKick back, free mealsA couple of times a day you make a couple of shady dealsNo work, no fucking payCardboard condominium by the bayYou're between the red and black You're never goin' backSay goodbyeto all responsibility, you never wanted it, man