Folding my clothesnAnd I feel uselessnDon't think I knownHow to do thisnnOnce I was toldnBut like any misfitnI spit on some good advicennOut in the cold nAnd tryin' to make firenTwo sticks and stonenStill got no firennOnce I was shownnBut I was inside thennAnd spit on that good advicennWisdom, wisdomnWhere can I get some?nWisdom, wisdomnnOn the payrollnAnd digging of ditchesnDollar is loanednSo are my wagesnnOnce I was toldnJust how to get richnBut I spit on that good advicennWisdom, wisdomnWhere can I get some?nWisdom, wisdomnnOh oh oh oh, oh oh ohnoh oh oh, oh oh ohnnWisdom, wisdomnnWhere can I get some?nWisdom, wisdomnnI wanna trade my dimwits in for tipsnTips are quick quicknnWisdom, wisdomnnTake off my clothesnAnd I feel uselessnDon't think I knownHow to do thisnnOnce I was toldnBut I liked to fidgetnAnd miss out on good advice