there is nothing that compites with habit
and i know it's neither deep not tragic
simply that you have to have it
so you can make a killing..

i wish i was both young and stupid
then i too could have the fun that you did
'till it was time to pony up what you bid
so you could make a killing..

i could follow you and search the rubble
or stay right here and save myself some trouble
or try to keep myself from seeing double.
or i could make a killing...