Sleeping late in the day until the afternoon, jumping suburban gates sneaking into swimming pools then sit tight in the parking lot, and listen to our favorite tunes.
You keeping time with your hands was something beautiful like making summer time rainbows with the garden hose, by spraying into the sunlight you improvised miracles.
And we were swinging from the trees like some jungle ape, oh we were all lost boys in 1998, with our summer soaked skin bare feet and Nintendo youth.
And if it's true what they say on T.V., that money's free and life is easy the bare minimum will do kids.
We spent our whole youth just praying out of summer school.
Oh yeah those hell-bent bomb threating kids were cool because while they meant no harm they were just doing what they had to do.
And we're the proud products of these public schools, I said I'm your huckleberry Tom Sawyer is you! Because while attendance is checked, all the learning is up to you.
Now we know. Now we say "kid you better pay your dues."
Like a plague from long ago you've got to reinstate a brand new Antoinette that will carry her weight. Five to the paperback move of this police state, then yell "piss on it! Let them eat urinal cake!"
Still got my dream girl i loved from way back in the day. We're like an antique prison with a fresh clean slate so forget the divorce, and ensuing debate on what is and what was and what i've lost and i've made.
They scream "fill me up! fill me up! fill me up! Im hungry now."
I'm like "that's enough! That's enough! That's enough! We know what you're all about... Greed from the bottom up!"
I could buy into blue collar serventry or involve myself in all the media pyramid schemes where they tell two people and they'll pass it to me and believe! I'll believe! I'll believe anything!
Sell me all of your mortgage backed securities I will sandblast my body keep my motor clean. Survive off of welfare and government cheese, lose my house and my wife living the American dream and scream
"fill me up! fill me up! fill me up! Im hungry now."
I'm like "that's enough! That's enough! That's enough! We know what you're all about! This is out of control!"
Sleeping late in the day until the afternoon jumping suburban gates sneaking into swimming pools then sit by the T.V. to catch up on the news they say take what you want, I say dont mind if I do!
Because we're the proud products of these public schools I'm like I'm your huckleberry Tom Sawyer is you. Because while attendance is checked and you floated on through raise the bar and the roof cuz i ain't nobody's fool.
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