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
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 ib cable t.v.
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
that that i might have the strength to carry on
turns out that i`m 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