'cause that's the way I feel

there are highways I may never see

mountains I will never climb

dreams still to be dreamed

in the city and countryside

while I kill the time

feeling sorry for myself

never thinking

of nobody else

'cause that's the way I feel

there are operas to be written

paintings to be painted

dudley do-rights

who have insight

when the damsel in distress has fainted

while I waste my life

on this fuckin' internet

while I play a blue-ray dvd

on my HD TV set

'cause that's the way I feel

the green hills of Ireland

the castles in Spain

the singers in Senegal

the rocky cliffs of Maine

all of this world's beauty

that will go ignored

'cause I would rather

eat junk food and be bored

there are sunsets in september

ladies to be kissed

memories to remember

ah, but all this will be missed

as I vicariously live

while time flies and worlds spin

eternally waiting

for my own life to begin

somewhere where reality is real

'cause that's the way I feel

'cause that's the way I feel

there are highways I may never see

So this had some interesting parts. I'm not good at being, you know, jokey, so I'll have to go over some of these things to make sure they're not too cutesy or just fuckin' bad. And I'll have to see if this will even hold my interest. You, like never know.

You have tough standards, farmboy.

I have to.