Army

Well I thought about the army, Dad said, son you're fuckin high. And I thought, yeah there's a first for everything, So I took my old man's advice. Three sad semesters, It was only fifteen grand. Spent in bed I thought about the army, I dropped out and joined a band instead. Grew a mustache and a mullet, Got a job at chic-fil-a. Citing artistic differences the band broke up in May, And in June reformed without me, and they got a different name. I nuked another grandma's apple pie And hung my head in shame. Been thinking a lot today. Been thinking a lot today. Oh, I think I'll write a screenplay. Oh, I think I'll take it to LA. Oh, I think I'll get it done yesterday (aw shit). In this time of introspection. On the eve of my election, I say to my reflection God, please spare me more rejection. Cause my peers they criticize me, And my ex-wives all despise me. Try to put it all behind me, But my redneck past is nipping at my heels I've been thinking a lot today. I've been thinking a lot today. I've been thinking a lot today. I thought about the army