To all my friends who are just like me Another cog in the big machine Another victim of the industry It just don't mean nothing to me To all the lost who have had enough To everybody that has given up Life is tough, are you tough enough? It just don't mean nothing to me Got a belly full of that pesticide Yeah, ain't it cool? We were born to die Hallelujah! Chica chica ride Gonna fool ya with them white lines To all my friends who've had enough If you should fall, we'll pick you up To all my friends who've had it rough If you should fall, we'll pick you up We'll pick you up To all my friends who are just like me Another face, another nobody Lies are cheap but the truth ain't free It just don't mean nothing to me To all the ones who aren't good enough To everybody that don't measure up Life is rough, are you rough enough? It just don't mean nothing to me Got a belly full of that pesticide Yeah, ain't it cool? We were born to die Hallelujah! Chica chica ride Gonna fool ya with them white lines To all my friends who've had enough If you should fall, we'll pick you up To all my friends who've had it rough If you should fall, we'll pick you up We'll pick you up Smoke em if ya got em Cuz we're not to be forgotten A broke future don't mean our hearts gotta turn rotten Our backs tied to a land slide got us crawling Callin' out to the lost and the fallen To all my friends who've had enough If you should fall, we'll pick you up To all my friends who've had enough If you should fall, we'll pick you up To all my friends who've had it rough If you should fall, we'll pickyou up We'll pick you up We'll pick you up