After years of expensive education
A car full of books and anticipation
I'm an expert on Shakespeare and that's a hell of a lot

But the world don't need scholars as much as I thought
Maybe I'll go traveling for a year
Finding myself, or start a career

Could work the poor, though I'm hungry for fame
We all seem so different but we're just the same
Maybe I'll go to the gym, so I don't get fat

Aren't things more easy, with a tight six pack
Who knows the answers, who do you trust
I can't even separate love from lust

Maybe I'll move back home and pay off my loans
Working nine to five, answering phones
But don't make me live for Friday nights

Drinking eight pints and getting in fights
Maybe I'll just fall in love
That could solve it all

Philosophers say that that's enough
There surely must be more
Love ain't the answer, nor is work

The truth eludes me so much it hurts
But I'm still having fun and I guess that's the key
I'm a twentysomething and I'll keep being me