Spring 2006 Video (MV)

Hey, you! Get off my cloud
You don't know me, and you don't know my style
Well I've been drinking about eight hours now
And it's only about three in the afternoon
A wise man told me there are just two paths
Yeah, you can make your mark, or you can make them laugh
I've been dropping jokes like they were mustard gas
So I guess we know which path that I'll be choosing
Saturday Night becomes Sunday morning
All that glory is gone
All that's left are these solo cups
That are scattered on my lawn
Knock on my door
Knock on my door
Don't wanna live this way no more
Is this really any way to live
Knock on my door
Knock on my door
Don't wanna live this way no more
Is this really any way to live
Shimmy shimmy y'all, shimmy yeah, shimmy yay
She hopped in that civic, and then she drove it away
That whole semester I thought about it every single day
But unlike that coupe I didn't do much moving
I don't know how it happened, but I still exist
Yes, I survived the Spring of 2006
It could have been alcohol poisoning, or just slitting my wrists
But somehow, somehow I made it through it
Saturday Night becomes Sunday morning
All that glory is gone
All that's left are these solo cups
That are scattered on my lawn
Knock on my door
Knock on my door
Don't wanna live this way no more
Is this really any way to live
Knock on my door
Knock on my door
Don't wanna live this way no more
Is this really any way to live
It's no damn way to live