What you got is what you make it

What you got

What you got is what you make it

What you got is what you make it

Totally fried totally cooked

Totally fried and f**ked up

Been fourteen days and there's been no let up

And there's no one here to pull my plug

Now I'm gonna stop when I'm on my back

I'm gonna stop when I collapse

Oh inside feels like a maze

Outside it's all a haze

Man I'm a greedy mess

Must be those feeders

Said I'm gonna clean up

Man gotta clean up

What you got is what you make it

What you got is what you make it

What we have never seems to be enough

You just gotta learn to fake it

Sha' shoo

So I jump on a plane and I crash a car

And I try to sleep with all the stars

And all the other fakers were spick and span

They came with their own insurance plans

Well I'm gonna stop when I'm on my back

I'm gonna stop when I collapse

Been twenty-one days and there's been no let up

And there's no home I can call my own

Ah greedy mess must be the feeders

Said I'm gonna clean up

Man gotta clean up

What you got is what you make it

What you got is what you make it

You can sit down you can beat yourself up

But you know what you should be thinking

What you got is what you make it

What you got is what you make it

And what we have is what we make it

You just gotta learn to fake it

Oh come on come on

What you got is what you make it

What you got is what you make it

Come on come on come on come on

What you got is what you make it

You just gotta learn to fake it