Thursday, March 15, 2007

Well, I don't hate my parents
I don't get drunk just to spite them
I've got my own reasons to drink now
Think I'll call my dad up and invite him.

I can sleep in till noon anytime I want
Though there's not many days that I do
Gotta get up and take on that world
When you're an adult
It's no cliche it's the truth.

I remember when using one of those seven-day pill dispensers was the step over the edge of the cliff.

I can't take any more illicit drugs
I can't afford any artificial joy
I'd sure look like a fool dead in a ditch somewhere
With a mind full of chemicals
Like some cheese-eating high school boy.

This song used to crack me up.

Sometimes my head hurts and sometimes my stomach hurts
And I guess it won't be long
Till I'm sitting in a room with a bunch of people whose necks and backs are aching
Whose sight and hearing's failing
Who just can't seem to get it up.

Well, at least I don't have a pill splitter.


'Cause I'm an adult now
I'm an adult now
I've got the problems of an adult
On my head and on my shoulders
I'm an adult now.

Bloody. Hell.

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