Umphrey's McGee > Songs > Got Your Milk (Right Here) > Lyrics


    Tried to look down so we all could see, oh no
    Carried with the renegades, treated like a fossil
    Tie you in all this philosophy, let go
    Putting up the barricades, looking for some shelter

    She is searching for her cellular phone (she wants to call her daddy)
    There is something on the back of his drawers

    Wise up, don't you wanna be in the fast scene?
    Get your picture in your magazine
    Yeah wouldn't you love that?

    Sold out, do you even remember your real name?
    Another pop star with a shirt stain
    Yeah how do you stay thin?

    Ride it on down with authority it shows
    Someday you'll be rich again you're dying for some culture
    Try to forget the publicity, oh no
    Sticking with the president and reading all the papers

    She is searching for her cellular phone (still trying to call her daddy)
    If someone answers the phone with a cause

    Wise up, don't you wanna be in the fast scene?
    Get your picture in your magazine
    Yeah wouldn't you love that?

    Sold out do you even remember your real name?
    Another pop star with a shirt stain
    Yeah how do you stay thin?

    Waiting in line for democracy oh no
    Cover up the fingerprints you're acting like an idiot
    Repay your debts to society it shows
    Signs of being hip again and putting back the puzzle

    She is dancing for a limited time (she wants to make some money)
    Stuffing her panties with nickels and dimes.

    Wise up don't you wanna be in the fast scene?
    Get your picture in your magazine
    Yeah wouldn't you love that?

    Sold out do you even remember your real name?
    Just pop star with a shirt stain
    Yeah how do you stay thin?

    Atkins!

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