They try to make me an idol american   Well me to give them something, that they can sell, well they can go to hell   So get mickey mouses ass off my raido (what radio)   They just pullin up buckets from an empty well, well we can tell      That the good ones come correct   yea i seen people die for less than that   some motha luvas don't no when to quit   i figured it out   i dont want in      So i decided to just be the man that ive always been   make some people laugh   make some people scream   realizin dreams   im building a boat i wont wait for my ship to come in   im pitchin the crest of this wave   and ill ride it again    yes ill ride it again