[Chorus: Peter Bjorn & John]
Doing this thing, this type of thing
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about
Doing this thing, this type of thing
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about
[Verse 1: Joe Black]
I like my heroes super like Nintendo
Saturday morning birds chirping out the window
Gonna be a good day spend it with my best friend (sup bro)
On the Sega I'm Omega playing X-Men, on Mortal Kombat can't be beat
A-B-A-C-A-B-B (finish him!)
Home alone don't know where my mom's at
But I got dad watching All That!
Act tough playing football two hand touch (touchdown)
Saying stuff like "funk y'all" cause you can't cuss (yeah)
Cause if I did my mouth might get rinsed out
Or maybe grounded can't stay the night at Clint's house
Life's a movie I'm just playing the part
Only care about Goosebumps and Afraid of the Dark
We told scary stories and we stayed up late
Now I'm under the covers praying for day to break (dude come on)
[Chorus: Peter Bjorn & John]
Doing this thing, this type of thing (yeah)
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about (no, nothing)
Doing this thing, this type of thing (yeah)
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about (no, nothing)
[Verse 2: Billy Obey]
(This some feel good shit, not a thing)
Pretend for a minute you a kid again (wee)
Nothing at all matters except yo friends (hey guys)
And the tent that you built in the front yard
Bills weren't due cause they weren't on you (right bitch)
The Red Ranger fighting bed and chores
For sho' I'ma win I got 10 on Megazord
Lice in my hair my face hit with pimples
I only care about Legends of Hidden Temples
Fuck a job and fuck manners
I got POGs and I got slammers
It's no joke, made the kids real
Pullin' up solo in a brand new big wheel
Somebody died, it wasn't a big deal
Cause really how much emotion a kid feel?
It's crazy how time fly still I'm grown sleeping with the night bright (hahahaha!)
[Chorus: Peter Bjorn & John]
Doing this thing, this type of thing
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about (not a thing)
Doing this thing, this type of thing (yeah)
Put a little money in this type of thing
I got nothing to worry about
I got nothing to worry about (naw nothing)
