Music: Bowen Yang/Celeste Yim/Alison Gates/JP On Da Track/Dan Bulla
SNL
Sometimes I can barely find the strength to get out ouf bed
When the world feels so cold and dark and I can't put the past out of my head
When I'm feeling all alone, can't make it on my own and I seem so close to giving up
When there's darkness all around and I'm feeling really down
there's just one thing in the world that can cheer me up
Riding in the back of the garage truck fully naked in the middle of of New York City at 11:00 A.M.
With my a** hanging out in the middle of Broadway
Doing hard work makes me feel alive that's why I'm feeling black bags and only wearing gloves
In case there's sharp stuff in the trash
And I've never been more free than when my big white a** is flapping in the breeze
This time of year the days are getting shorter, and I just feel like I could cry
And I know it may be hard to believe, but even Latin guys get sad sometimes
When no light is getting through and I'm feeling really blue
There's just one thing left that I can do
Working all day on a construction site fully naked in the middle of New York City pouring concrete in the ground
Eating lunch spread eagle on a rusty I-Beam,
bouncing as I move a big pile of rubble in a wheelbarrow
Wearing only a helmet getting sun burned on my ass but my nipples are hard because it's freezing cold out
Throwing the recycling in with the garage snoentΒ
Chafing as traffic top, butt naked in New YorkΒ
Pulling leaves out of suer with my butt to the heavens
Rubbing my body on a bad bug mattress
taking off graffiti and my chest is jiggling
Squatting as I try to catch rats
because when the world has got you down, you can always turn your luck around if you just
Ride on the back of a garage truck, fully naked in the middle of New York City at 11 AM
Squishing my toes in a mystery liquid doing hard work in the middle of Midtown
helping make the city the best
And I've got wind burn on my cheeks
but I'm totally as ease when my big fat a** is flapping in the breeze