D blog

• After years of expensive education
• a car full of books, and anticipation
• I’m an expert on Shakesphere, and that’s a hell of a lot
• but the world don’t need schlors as much as I thought.

• Maybe I’ll go travelling for a year,
• finding myself, or start a career
• i could work with the poor, though I’m hungry for fame
• we all seem so different, but we’re just the same.

• Maybe I’ll go to the gym, so I don’t get fat
• all things are easy, with a tight six-pack
• who knows the answer, who do you trust
• I can’t even sperate love from lust.

• Maybe I’ll move back home, and pay off my loans,
• working nine to five, answering phones
• don’t make me live for my friday nights,
• drinking eight pints and getting in fights.

• I don’t want to get up, just let me lie in
• leave me alone, I’m a twentysomething.

• Maybe I’ll just fall in love, that could solve it all,
• philosophers say that that’s enough
• there surely must be more, ooh.

• Love aint the answer, nor is work,
• the truth deludes me, so much it hurts,
• but I’m still having fun and I guess that the key,
• I’m a twentysomething and I’ll keep bein’ me.

• I’m a twentysomething, let me lie in,
• leave me alone, I’m a twentysomething.