Texty: Jesse Malin. Mona Lisa.

Steven?s selling Marijuana
Uptown to the primadonnas
Medicate the counterculture
9/11 baby boom

Paulie?s waiting to retire
Smoking like a forest fire
Putting on the panties and the lipstick
In his mother?s room
Nothing to do, nothing to lose

And if you work your life away
We?ll send you flowers every day
And you make your departure baby
And get high, high

Hanging with the local talent
Drinking like you?re Shane McGowan
Going through your garbage
Try to turn into gold
Down on the dole, selling your soul

And if you work your life away
They?ll keep your picture in a frame
And you make your departure baby
When you die, high

Bobbie joined the military
Jenny went and lost her cherry
Hanging at the commissary
Wants to see the Mona Lisa
If they ever do release her
I don?t want to talk too soon

There?s nothing to lose
Swimming in booze, selling your shoes
Nothing to lose, nothing to lose, nothing to lose