Lyrics
it seems my fun is done
I don't know what it's about
cause I gotta pay rent to
stay in my dad's house
and he says that I'd
better learn to survive
he says
"son you'd better get
yourself a 9 to 5"
I'm a post-teenager
suburban fool
never really wanted
to leave high-school
I don't wanna go to work
looking squeaky clean
I woulda rather stayed
in grade 14
and it's all so very
fucked up
I don't get a chance
to hang out that much
I can't come out
tonight and get stoned
I gotta work in the
morning so I gotta
go home....
dad says there's
so much that I
don't understand
because
you can't make money
in a punk rock band