Retirement Ode Lyrics - Perfect Hair - Busdriver

The used during the seven days in which perfect hair was recorded cost roughly 

Everything 

Hi, I'm Regan 

I don't rap for free 

And yes I've got a bachelors degree but you knew that, come on 

And still you never would admit how sick I've become 

This year my pigment's bluer 

What am I, a crip from hoover? 

Oh no, It's a malignant tumour! 

Oh, I knew it. Come on! 

And still you never would admit how sick I've become 

This is "Perfect Hair" by Busdriver 

It costs .146 million US dollars to make 

The musical accompaniment on tracks 5 through 12 cost 6000 euros each 

The backup singers used on tracks 1 through 3 cost 3500 US dollars per take 

The studio time at our home studios cost half a million Brazilian reals per lockout session 

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I'm a frequent flyer 

And a decent liar 

And that's a lie in itself but you knew that, come on 

And still you never would admit how sick I've become 

I eat my food raw 

Grew up bourgeois 

Never run game like a cue ball 

But you knew that, come on 

And so you'll never admit how sick I've become 

I'm not a cool dad 

Nor a new fad 

I'm my daughter's own private enigma, come on 

And still she never could admit how sick I've become 

I'm dope as fuck 

I know what's up 

And I did not blow up but you knew that, come on 

And so you never would admit how sick I always was 

Photos 

My clothes are dirty 

And I'm over thirty 

And you can't quit me cold turkey but you knew that, come on 

It's about time we've admitted how sick this has become 

I'm no one 

And everywhere I only breathe heavy air 

But you knew that, come on 

Why can't we admit how sick this has become? 

I used to wake up at noon 

To punch the moon 

And fuck my life in her puncture wound 

Come on 

Come on