sitting in a basement

sitting in a basement
full of amazement
with the latest arrangement
of my relationship estrangement
im finding myself done
im trying to move on
tryin to have fnu
but the thrill seems gone
w got cities to visit
and jobs to work
plenty of things to do
dont be a jerk
lets pack the car
clean the basement up
mythologize the trip
we're just like pups
wide eyed and excited
completely delighted
wrongs will be righted
and we wn't be slighted
the things have been kept
the kids have all wept
and we're tired of their words
the chattering old birds
they say we've got nothing
that they're worse off
just sitting there grumbling
they just sit and scoff
but its fucking rediculous
to think we're free
down in the basement
where noone can see
the brains a'hurting
the floors a'mess
we need to be moving
i must confess
its been real hard
ive lived alone
and now ive got
myself a home
but now we're saying
leave it all
follow the road
to the skyscrapers tall...