The Offspring – What Happened to You?

“What in the world happened to you?

Before you started tokin’,
You used to have a brain (Hey!).
But you don’t get even the simplest of thing. (Hey!)
I can draw a picture, (Hey!)
Or even use my hands, (Hey!)
I try to explain but you just don’t understand.

Man you’re really losin’ it, (Hey…)
And you’ve really done a lot of junk now. (Hey…)
But you keep abusin’ it,
What in the world happened to you?

It’s bad enough you do it, you do it to yourself, (Hey!)
But taking someone with you well you know that’s something else. (Hey!)
I say I’m not that kind of person,
I’m not that kind of man. (Hey!)
I try to explain but you just don’t understand.

Man you’re really losin’ it, (Hey…)
And you’ve really done a lot of junk now. (Hey…)
But you keep abusin’ it,
What in the world happened to you?

I might be sympathetic or cut a little slack, (Hey!)
If I thought that you were willing to give a little back. (Hey!)
But you do it in the morning,
You do it in the night. (Hey!)
You lie to refrain from just facing your life.
So I’ll see you man tomorrow,
You’ll be gackin’ up again. (Hey!)
I’ll see you in a coffin by the time your wad is spent. (Hey!)
I think of all the times that I tried to lend a hand. (Hey!)
I try to explain but you just don’t understand.

Man you’re really losin’ it, (Hey…)
And you’ve really done a lot of junk now. (Hey…)
But you keep abusin’ it,
What in the world happened to you?

What in the world happened to,
What in the world happened to,
What in the world happened to you?”

The Offspring – Mota

Every day, well it’s the same
That bong that’s on the table starts to call my name
I take a hit and zone out again
I’ll be paranoid and hungry by a quarter to ten
Watching reruns on my TV
I’m laughing off my ass at three’s company
I don’t now if I’m understood
but hearing Jimmy buffett never sounded so good
Your memory’s gone and so is your life (your life)
Mota boy
But losing out just never felt so right
Your enemy’s you and so is your life (your life)
Mota boy
But losing out might feel okay all night
Mota
I’m driving down to the Barrio
Going 15 miles an hour cause I’m already stoned
Give the guy a twenty and wait in the car
He tosses me a baggie then he runs real far
I take a hit but it smells like a clove
Oh fuck I got a baggie of oregano
This ritual is destroying me
But I guess it could be worse
It could be methedrine
Your memory’s gone and so is your life (your life)
Mota boy
But losing out just never felt so right
Your enemy’s you and your couch is your life (your life)
Mota boy
But losing out might take
Losing out might take you all night
Mota
Losing out might feel okay all night
Yeah losing out might feel okay all life