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riding in the back of a pick up truck, i dressed fine but he's dressed up.
he looks like a giant clown, on my face there is a frown,
how the hell did he get this way, i would like to know but that's ok.
i'm not sure what he's about, someday i'm sure i'll find out.
he is strange but so am i, so that's alright now please don't cry.
all my friends are strange like him, maybe it's me but the chances are slim,
doing what i do, i live this way, being really stupid and i don't get paid,
sitting in class i write these songs, i'm in math so i can't go wrong.
learning nothing but crap all day, i may be stupid but that's ok,
i live my life just being strange, doing the best, trying not to change.
i don't know what's going on, you could explain but it's probably too long.
walking through this world i feel just fine, but sometimes i feel like a ball of twine.
rollin' along through this land of ours, i need a drink and reuben
needs a car. so, until we meet again, goodbye for now, and later my friend.