State of the Art Ego Songtext
von Floyd Marsden

You′re not rich you just buy without a mortgage
A four floor house with acres of storage
For all the expensive art and jewels you own
Along with your fancy state of the art ego
That looks lovely next to that last shred of dignity
And your scripted lectures about your family history
And of course it's okay to act like a dickhead
Coz you′ve got no other way to get out of the sick bed
Of your mind plagued with arrogance and shitty programs
That you watch instead of passing your maths exams
But what does it matter if you've got a kitchen in your bedroom
And an endless supply of well sunny afternoons
Sitting on the deck with a panoramic view
Of everyone you're proudly ploughing through
Because congratulations fuckface
You′ve got more money than the issues you raise
But such a massive number of accumulated numbers
Suggests to me you might be compensating
Or at least just complicating your own self esteem


So when did you realize
You could use your wealth to advertise
And flaunt every flawed aspect of yourself
To people who just don′t give a shit
So when did you realize
You could use your wealth to advertise
And flaunt every flawed aspect of yourself
To people who just don't give a shit

Isn′t it funny?
That you've got enough money
To have two décor pianos
But still not enough to have true friends
Anyway it was nice to see you
I hope you′re doing well
Next time, you pay for the coffee

So when did you realize
You could use your wealth to advertise
And flaunt every flawed aspect of yourself
To people who just don't give a shit
So when did you realize
You could use your wealth to advertise
And flaunt every flawed aspect of yourself
To people who just don′t give a shit


So when did you realize
You could use your wealth to advertise
And flaunt every flawed aspect of yourself
To people who just don't give a shit
So when did you realize
You could use your wealth to advertise
And flaunt every flawed aspect of yourself
To people who just don't give a shit