Really got nothing to complain about my life Rice and beans make my day And the milkman screws my wife A belly full of beer watching porno movies all night My head full of pinga My pants torn at the thighs Do what i can don't you understand I am the ultraman Got my right hand, my only friend I'm pissing in my bed On the bus shaking, turning my milk to milky shake Almost see lunch again When the driver hits the brakes It's summertime, and i'm really feeling fine (alright!) Everyone sweats so much I think i'm getting high Chorus