In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
budget laundromat
ladies on the internet
mom and dad on the telephone
ramen in the microwave
you are away from home
you are a freshman now
nothing is what it seems
your thoughts keep jangling like
quarters in faded jeans
you are a grown-up now
hot damn!
imagine that!
and you are living life
in the budget laundromat
one roommate's got some weed
he sells it in the dorms
better than student loans
don't have to fill out forms
one gets a monthly check
his family's got the means
neither one has a clue
of how to cook or clean
you, on the other hand,
work a fast food joint that
barely pays enough
for the budget laundromat
you and your buddies
have no time to study
sometimes classes must be forsaken
there's music in lincoln hall
your first sip of alcohol
girls and drugs to be taken
somehow you make it through
sometimes it's so damn hard
when the world is so much more
than your own back yard
hope you get what you want
please don't become a snob
hope you get all you need
hope you can find a job
you are a grown-up now
soon it'll be old hat
today you can catch your breath
at the budget laundromat
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