"Your mind's a terrible thing to waste on the things that interest you"
He said as he was off his face, because he was wasted too
And he couldn't grasp the irony, well he could barely even grasp his drink
And he doesn't have to read anymore, why would he even have to think?
Our life choices have been questionable at best
BA's all the way, or we'll starve to death in sweater-vests
We'll never be the kids who engineer
New ways to inhale cheap domestic beer
Force tender poetry on the powers that be
Then make them hear our deafening silence
Bring them to their knees with our three-year degrees
There's the value of studying political science
Our life choices have been questionable at best
BA's all the way, or we'll starve to death in sweater-vests
We'll never be the kids who engineer
New ways to inhale cheap domestic beer
Days that begin before 3pm--I say no more!
Isn't this a developed nation?
Science classes; coats and glasses, Monday morn, crack of dawn
But I want sleep and inspiration, relaxation, mass-procrastination
Our life choices have been questionable at best
BA's all the way, or we'll starve to death in sweater-vests
We'll never be the kids who engineer
New ways to inhale cheap domestic beer
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"Your mind's a terrible thing to waste on the things that interest you"
He said as he was off his face, because he was wasted too
And he couldn't grasp the irony, well he could barely even grasp his drink
And he doesn't have to read anymore, why would he even have to think?
Our life choices have been questionable at best
BA's all the way, or we'll starve to death in sweater-vests
We'll never be the kids who engineer
New ways to inhale cheap domestic beer
Force tender poetry on the powers that be
Then make them hear our deafening silence
Bring them to their knees with our three-year degrees
There's the value of studying political science
Our life choices have been questionable at best
BA's all the way, or we'll starve to death in sweater-vests
We'll never be the kids who engineer
New ways to inhale cheap domestic beer
Days that begin before 3pm--I say no more!
Isn't this a developed nation?
Science classes; coats and glasses, Monday morn, crack of dawn
But I want sleep and inspiration, relaxation, mass-procrastination
Our life choices have been questionable at best
BA's all the way, or we'll starve to death in sweater-vests
We'll never be the kids who engineer
New ways to inhale cheap domestic beer
He said as he was off his face, because he was wasted too
And he couldn't grasp the irony, well he could barely even grasp his drink
And he doesn't have to read anymore, why would he even have to think?
Our life choices have been questionable at best
BA's all the way, or we'll starve to death in sweater-vests
We'll never be the kids who engineer
New ways to inhale cheap domestic beer
Force tender poetry on the powers that be
Then make them hear our deafening silence
Bring them to their knees with our three-year degrees
There's the value of studying political science
Our life choices have been questionable at best
BA's all the way, or we'll starve to death in sweater-vests
We'll never be the kids who engineer
New ways to inhale cheap domestic beer
Days that begin before 3pm--I say no more!
Isn't this a developed nation?
Science classes; coats and glasses, Monday morn, crack of dawn
But I want sleep and inspiration, relaxation, mass-procrastination
Our life choices have been questionable at best
BA's all the way, or we'll starve to death in sweater-vests
We'll never be the kids who engineer
New ways to inhale cheap domestic beer
Writer: Alex Gates
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