Someday I fear I will be rescued from the boredom line
With lack of memory I fail to question why
With perfect sound you bring me down hey I'm not 
listening 
You're through killing me with all your facts and late 
night therapy 
Like "Paul's Boutique" on empty streets parked and
Waiting for lights to turn on for the good luck
And drunk on your parents' favorite wine

All the things I remember 
Were they worth writing down
Bury me in memories of CK1 and tight white T's
Like air guitar in muscle cars with "perfect teeth"
The way we are 

Back in '95 more def than alive
I wrote the screenplay to lack of direction 
Late night movie "dates" with girls who skate and I 
just can't relate
Now I work for the man and I'm drunk once again
Watching reruns of night court on cable TV

All the things I remember 
Were they worth writing down
Bury me in memories of CK1 and tight white T's
Like air guitar in muscle cars with "perfect teeth"
The way we are

Wake up, thought that everybody loved me
Wake up, thought that everybody cared
Wake up, thought that I might have the strength to 
carry on
Wake up, turns out that I'm barely barely holding on

Hey hey hey it's been quite a long time
I I I don't miss last November
Alright, yeah it's time for a high-five
Hey hey hey it's been quite a long time

Someday I fear I will be rescued from the boredom line
With lack of memory I fail to question why
Why?