I've grown so fond of this weekend life, no responsibilities
I'm not ready for the real world, wake me up when I'm twenty-three
I've grown so fond of this weekend life, no responsibilities
I'm not ready for the real world, wake me up when I'm twenty-three
Eat mom's pills, drink dad's beer
Anything to forget my fear
Got no job, got no girl, got nothing at all
Sounds like a life of misery, still I'm having a ball
Eat mom's pills, drink dad's beer
Anything to forget my fear of life, of life
I live in my own little fantasy, I won't listen to you
You tell me to act more seriously, hey man, f*ck you
Eat mom's pills, drink dad's beer
Anything to forget my fear
Eat mom's pills, drink dad's beer
Anything to forget my fear of life, of life