LYRIC

Someday I fear I will be rescued from the boredom line
With lack of memory I fail to question why
With perfect sound you bring me down hey I'm not listening
You're through killing me with all your facts and late night therapy
Like " Paul's boutique" on empty streets parked and
Waiting for lights to turn on for the good luck
And drunk on your parents' favorite wine

All the things I remember
Were they worth writing down
Bury me in memories of ck1 and tight white T's
Like air guitar in muscle cars with " perfect teeth"
The way we are

Back in '95 more def than alive
I wrote the screenplay to lack of direction
Late night movie " dates" with girls who skate and I just can't relate
I'm through with school 'cause I broke the rules
Now I work for the man and I'm drunk once again
Watching reruns of night court on cable tv

All the things I remember
Were they worth writing down
Bury me in memories of ck1 and tight white T's
Like air guitar in muscle cars with " perfect teeth"
The way we are

Wake up, thought that everybody loved me
Wake up, thought that everybody cared
Wake up, thought that I might have the strength to carry on
Wake up, turns out that I'm barely barely holding on

Hey hey hey it's been quite a long time
I I I don't miss last November
Alright, yeah it's time for a high-five
Hey hey hey it's been quite a long time

Someday I fear I will be rescued from the boredom line
With lack of memory I fail to question why
Why?

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