Yup, yup, yup...come on, come on... 
What's Up?? 
Throw up those hands, we back again 
Thought we gone with the wind 
Where the lesbians? 
The booze, and the broads and the mescaline 
Born to win, born to sin, where we been? 
Off in the drama like a thespian 
Thought we might have fallen off, guess again 
Walking through Hell with a pad, a pen and a fucking grin 
I ain't scared of shit 'cause I've seen it all 
Bounce this time like a basketball 
Kill myself just to fuck wit'ch y'all 
If you stay fitter than a booty call 
Let's get this party started 
Run knee deep in shit with a moron 
Break a bong, sing a long, doing lines till the break of dawn 
Fuckin' bring it all on till the money gone 
Here come the demons 

Welcome to my head 
I'm elated that you made it 
Excuse the mess, I'm mentally constipated 
Agitated and aggravated 
I know you're probably thinking 
"What in the 665 demons, per brain cell, in Danny's skull is going on?" 
Well, Hell, if you can't tell 
When I open my eyes the lights come on 
And I look out of these windows at Babylon 
And try to pick me a road to travel on 
But this digital gadget, he's sick, tragic 
He's strict and kicked in the dick called earth 
Acts to me like it's mad at me 
And I'll kill a motherfucker if it gets much worse 
I know I'm not the first to be cursed but it hurts, so 
GET OUT OF HERE 
Here come the demons 
All of this shall pass away 
But someone tell me I'm ok 
I lock the door and I draw the shades 
And pray to keep the voices at bay 
Well, maybe that's the answer 
To all the questions that I have 
And it consumes me like a cancer 
How in the hell did I choose this path? 
Show me my purpose 
Maybe I deserve this 
I'm tired of being nervous 
Here come the demons