lil dimwit - Minamilist

In this materialistic world
We've been programmed to always want more 
Well you know what I say 
Not anymore 
I may be only one man 
But I'm a man with a plan 
I'm gonna go live in my van 
Get rid of everything I can and live with just 
One spoon
Two shoes
Some old screws 
My collector's edition of Blues Clues  
My iPhone
Headphones
Some old bones 
Bread loaves
Both my parent's headstones
A Halloween photo
When I dressed up as a witch 
Gotta bring my Lego model
Of the Golden Gate Bridge 
My Harry Potter snitch
My Harry Potter wand 
Seven frogs I found in a nearby pond 
Socks
Some slacks
My antique toy train tracks 
Some rocks
An ax
All books on income tax 
I'm gonna sacrifice
For this van life 
Gotta pay the price
To see paradise 
No, I will not cry
When I say goodbye
To all of my stuff 
I'll find what the minimal is
Cause I am a minimalist 
Living only with
My, my, my
My bassoon
Thirteen balloons
Hand-drawn cartoons
A family of raccoons 
My poster of Pacino
Numbered balls for bingo
Inflatable flamingo
Driver named Francisco
All of the mice from here to Quebec 
A full body pillow in the shape of Shrek
High tech specs for science projects 
A tied-up angry racist redneck
Three restored ancient Indian canoes 
A soft fuzzy blanket that's chartreuse 
A full-size grill for barbecues 
A cardboard cutout of Tom Cruise
Wood
To burn
A full time paid intern
Some yarn
A fern
My wife's ashes in an urn 
I'm gonna sacrifice
For this van life 
Gotta pay the price
To see paradise 
Lighters in the sky
For a guy who gets by 
With just enough 
I'll find what the minimal is
Cause I am a minimalist 
I'm only keeping the essentials
That I can't leave behind 
I bought a trailer for my trailer
And I'll pull it all behind 
Because I want it all
I need it all
Pack it wall to wall
For the long hall 
I've got tons of stuff
But it's not enough
But like Shia LaBeouf
Nothing is impossible
What are you waiting for
Do it
Gotta sacrifice
For this van life 
Gotta pay the price
To see paradise 
My stuff I deny
Except like everything
Cause that would be tough
I'll find what the minimal is
Cause I am a
And the van tires popped from all the weight
Yep saw that coming 
All right folks show's over 
Let's move it all back inside, please
Chop chop get moving Francisco 
Intern
I'm not paying you full time for nothing
Help me grab this
Tied up angry racist red neck
Grab his legs 
Right there
Yep all right up the stairs
Come on
Keep that truck coming, Francisco 
All right drop it right here 
Good thing I didn't get rid of anything

Written by:
Buddy Kennedy

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