After years of expensive education,
A car full of books and anticipation...
I'm an expert on Shakespeare and that's a hell of a lot
But the world don't need scholars as much as I thought.
Maybe I'll go traveling for a year:
Finding myself, or start a career.
I could work for 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
Aren't things more easy, with a tight six pack?
Who knows the answers, who do you trust?
I can't even separate love from lust!
Maybe I'll move back home and pay off my loans,
Working nine to five, answering phones.
But don't make me live for my Friday nights:
Drinking eight pints and getting in fights!
Don't wanna get up, just have a 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.
Love ain't the answer, nor is work
The truth eludes me so much it hurts...
But I'm still having fun and I guess that's the key
I'm a twentysomething and I'll keep being me!
