Up on Mount Olympus, livin' on a pile of trash
With all the lunatics; how they worship me
What are you going to do with the back of that ticket?
That's my number but, I'll call you
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You've been sniffing up that mercury
From a broken thermometer
Like a cloud gatherer, just like Zeus
Out at the car show
She does word jumbles*
Like seeing a cold sore in a kissing booth
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And I, I live with the shame
But you live with the same, same
Livin' on milk duds and therapeutic mud
Ninety days at promises with no booze
Outside of Silver Lake, I am the biggest fake
Like the Mona Lisa at the Louvre
And I, I live with the flames
But you, you're taking the blame, blame