Modern Baseball - Casket Lyrics
Though you might think you're cuteIt's not so giggly, when you prance around acting like you're a somebodyGrowing up in this good for nothing townSaying "I'm gonna make, I'll get out"Well good luck, when all you'll ever beIs just a dreamer, stop convincing meOtherwise, with actions you hold with dignityLike dropping out of college cause it's quote unquoteGetting the best of meFree from the life that will be our demiseLike searching around for some real occupation cause you say well"I've got connections man"I'll search long, I'll search long and hard for youBut you'll just be at homeFace -First in a bowl and I'll say"Well, where did he go?"Working back-room at Staples just for the extra moneyCause you already live off your parents and your friends weedLiving each day by some new decree"Well if I just wait around things will surely come to me!"Might as well just throw away your dreams and aspirationsCause truth be told they wont just fall in your lapNow I'm not saying I want you out of my lifeBut I'll go grab your coat and hatFree from the life that will be our demiseLike searching around for some real occupation cause you say well"I've got connections man"I'll search long, I'll search long and hard for youBut you'll just be at homeFace -First in a bowl and I'll say"Well, where did he go?"I've been tryna think of ways to say this without spraying itBut I can't cause I'm up in your faceTalking to youSearching around for answers and cluesOf why you have nothing to doFree from the life that will be our demiseLike searching around for some real occupation cause you say well"I've got connections man"I'll search long, I'll search long and hard for youBut you'll just be at homeFace -First in a bowl and I'll say"Well, where did he go?"Let the shotgun shells of your parents graduating class, light up your eyes(Free from the life that will be our demiseLike searching around for some real occupation cause you say well"I've got connections man"I'll search long, I'll search long and hard for youBut you'll just be at homeFace -First in a bowl and I'll say"Well, where did he go?")Now don't call me cuteAnd don't call me gigglyCause I'm getting the f**k outta here, you'll all seeI'm actually running around chasing my dreamsYou won't say "Where did he go?" about me
