Wasted nights spent up in his bedroom
Loving everyday, well, I guess it really pays to be a slacker, yeah
But in school everybody said he was a slacker
He's the one all alone in despair
My friend's a computer hacker
He writes science fiction novels
Cried to sleep at night when he never got it right
He's the funny type kinda like Napoleon Dynamite
He does equations just for fun
Loving everyday, well, I guess it really pays to be a slacker, yeah
Three kids and a wife, he's happy ever after
'Cos he never realized, it doesn't even matter
'Cos he never realized, it doesn't even matter
Publisher: EMI MUSIC PUB. LTD.
Stoked to be alive with his dream job up at NASA
Sews Cub Scout badges on his sweater
Trashcan on the floor, a pitiful disaster
Tough times, long nights, must have been a lot to get through
Stoked to be alive with his dream job up at NASA
Later on in life, he's drowning in his laughter
He's the one sitting right over there
Trashcan on the floor, a pitiful disaster
Later on in life, he's drowning in his laughter
He's the one who thinks life isn't fair
Cried to sleep at night when he never got it right
Stoked to be alive with his dream job up at NASA
Three kids and a wife, he's happy ever after
Cried to sleep at night when he never got it right
Three kids and a wife, he's happy ever after
He's just a feeling you ignore, a dumb computer hacker
She stays up all night playing Tetris
It pays to be a slacker, yeah
He's getting sharp pains in his wrist
He's the lonely guy on the side looking kinda shy
He's just a feeling you ignore, a dumb computer hacker
'Cos he never realized, it doesn't even matter
You could see him ride, passing by on a pedal bike
Eats low carb ice cream with his mum
Loving everyday, well, I guess it really pays to be a slacker, yeah
He builds whole towns and villages from cola bottles
Trashcan on the floor, a pitiful disaster
Asteroids, Pacman, written on his games to get list
Songwriters: James Bourne, Chris Leonard
He's just a feeling you ignore, a dumb computer hacker
In his world girlfriend's don't exist
Later on in life, he's drowning in his laughter
Can't even get an add on MySpace