I got a $100 bill that I found today,
I know i should probably save it but i'll spend it anyway.
I was walkin down the road past the neon sign.
I stopped a while to read it, it said "walk in's anytime."
The guy said, "welcome in and how can i help you?"
I said "I got a $100 want to get me a tattoo."
I dont know what i want but i know it will look good.
I got a few already so just help me if you could.

Sittin in the chair lookin at the art on the wall...
They had a Baby Yoda and a portrait of Darth Maul.
Don't get me wrong, i love Star Wars and all that -
but i reached into my pocket and I pulled out my green back.
"I'd like some letters right here," as i lowered my belt buckle,
and i'd like to see if i could get "FOLK PUNK" across my knuckles.
I just don't know what i'm going to do.
Alls i know is that You know,I know, I'm getting this tattoo.

So I made up my mind because i had to choose.
Next time you come into money go and get you a tattoo.
You'll learn to love it each and every day.
And yeah ItS tHeRe FoReVeR, but why care what people say?
It might get faded and it might turn blue,
But i promise no one else will love it just as much as you.
So I walked out the shop with the wrap on my arm,
And if no one tells my Mama - it wont do her any harm...