Up on Mount Olympus
Living on a pile of trash
With all the lunatics
How they worship you

What are you going to do
With the back of that ticket?
That's my number but
I'll call you

There's nothing less I'd rather do

You've been sniffing up that mercury
From a broken thermometer
Like a cloud gatherer
Just like Zeus

Out at the car show
She does?
Like seeing a cold sore
In a kissing booth

There's nothing less I'd rather do
There's nothing less I'd rather do
There's nothing less I'd rather
There's nothing less I'd rather
There's nothing less I'd rather do

And I, I live with the shame
But you, you taking that blame

There's nothing less I'd rather do

Living on Milk Duds
And therapeutic mud
Ninety days at promises
With no booze

Outside Silver Lake
I am the biggest fake
Like the Mona Lisa
At the Louvre

There's nothing less I'd rather do
There's nothing less I'd rather do
Than taking a real quick picture with you
There's nothing less I'd rather do

And I, I live with the pain
But you, you're sending over champagne

There's nothing less I'd rather do