Text: Voltaire. Irresponsible.
is it so wrong if i don't pay my rent?
no responsibility, i gave it up for lent
sell your wares, pollute the air, i don't care
fresh air's for squares
now if it were up to me, the piper would be up the creek
and the fiddler too, cuz neither one of you would be payed
i need the cash for getting laid
and i don't mind to seem unusually unkind
you ask what kind of guy am i?
i'm the friend to the irresponsible fools who don't have time for rules
the irresponsible who wouldn't be caught dead in a school
i'm irresponsible, i'm mr. irresponsible
i'm irresponsible, and i don't care if the whole world burns
i live my life without a care
i don't have time to be politically aware
i hate to have to think, i hate feeling too
i'll leave those chores to some pathetic sap like you
don't talk to me about the dolphin in the tuna net
i'm on the tuna's side
hey, dolphin tastes quite good, i bet
i'd never lie, my hair requires aerosol
i want it ten feet tall, and i don't care about the hole in the sky
if rogue don't mind, why should i?
it just so happens i'm that kind of guy
i'm the friend to the irresponsible fools who don't have time for rules
the irresponsible who wouldn't be caught dead in a school
i'm irresponsible, i'm mr. irresponsible
i'm irresponsible, and i don't care if the whole world burns
let it burn
it's a bloody miracle that i haven't gotten distracted by a skirt, and got bored and just walked away before the end of this god-forsaken tune
no responsibility, i gave it up for lent
sell your wares, pollute the air, i don't care
fresh air's for squares
now if it were up to me, the piper would be up the creek
and the fiddler too, cuz neither one of you would be payed
i need the cash for getting laid
and i don't mind to seem unusually unkind
you ask what kind of guy am i?
i'm the friend to the irresponsible fools who don't have time for rules
the irresponsible who wouldn't be caught dead in a school
i'm irresponsible, i'm mr. irresponsible
i'm irresponsible, and i don't care if the whole world burns
i live my life without a care
i don't have time to be politically aware
i hate to have to think, i hate feeling too
i'll leave those chores to some pathetic sap like you
don't talk to me about the dolphin in the tuna net
i'm on the tuna's side
hey, dolphin tastes quite good, i bet
i'd never lie, my hair requires aerosol
i want it ten feet tall, and i don't care about the hole in the sky
if rogue don't mind, why should i?
it just so happens i'm that kind of guy
i'm the friend to the irresponsible fools who don't have time for rules
the irresponsible who wouldn't be caught dead in a school
i'm irresponsible, i'm mr. irresponsible
i'm irresponsible, and i don't care if the whole world burns
let it burn
it's a bloody miracle that i haven't gotten distracted by a skirt, and got bored and just walked away before the end of this god-forsaken tune
Voltaire