27 Going On Dead.
The sky’s too blue today
The rain’s too wet
The grass is too green

I’m way too old for that
You’re way too young
A dream’s just a dream

Why won’t someone help me out
Community
Is for the naive

They won’t pronounce me dead
So why don’t you
Just let me grieve
Just let me grieve

And you could make an occupation
Of finding something wrong
With everything
With everything
But a wise woman once said
Now listen closely:

"Just because your hairstyle sucks get off of mine"

Hey!
The sun's too bright today
The night’s too dark
The air is too clean

I’ve got no energy
You’ve got too much
Might as well just let it be

We’ll all be dead one day
Your effort’s worthless
But keep on listening
To me complain

They won’t pronounce me dead
So why don’t you
Just let me grieve
Just let me grieve

And you could make an occupation
Of finding something wrong
With everything
With everything
But a wise woman once said
Now listen closely:

"Just because your hairstyle sucks get off of mine"

Hey!

Life is short, but you're not dead yet
Move on with the legs you have
Life is short, but you're not dead yet
Move on with the legs you have

Ohhh life is serious, but it’s just not that serious
And I knoooow
We could be angry all the time
But I just can’t give a fit

And you could make an occupation
Of finding something wrong
With ev-ery-thiiiiiiiing