What's this? I got something in my brain 2 cents Is everything I have to say Either pay or sellout to get your check How so? How'd you get money on your trees to grow? Ever think that shade of green is suffocating Taking up all the oxygen But what do I know? If everyone gave me a nickel to talk about dollars then I'd have a problem I'd fill up my pockets Wonder what could solve it Maybe a tip jar I put my tee shirt in my mouth To keep from saying things I shouldn't Just take my picture upside down So I'm not found any different We pay the man his plan his fee To free the speech when talk is cheap We all will live to someday be Wannabes and Hasbeens What luck You flipped a coin it landed head side up I'll take the tail end of my broken piggy bank Make some mistakes and live a little richer No more excuses Put the shoulda coulda wouldas into nooses And bill my wooden casket to my plastic If it tells you failed transaction I don't know Write a check or something If everyone gave me a dime for all the times dollar signs were in their eyes Take it to the tip jar I put my tee shirt in my mouth To keep from saying things I shouldn't Just take my picture upside down So I'm not found any different We pay the man his plan his fee To free the speech when talk is cheap We all will live to some day be Wannabes and Hasbeens Oh We all wanna be We are wannabes I don't wanna be Just a wanna be But I'm a wanna be And I wanna be Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I put my tee-shirt in my mouth To keep from saying things I shouldn't Just take my picture upside down So I'm not found any different We pay the man his plan his fee To free the speech when talk is cheap We all will live to someday be Wannabes and Hasbeens