All lies and jests! Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the debt mm mm mm

When I left my home and my family

I was no more than a boy

In the company of strivers

In the quiet of the office of career services

Laying low, seeking out the poorer choices

Where bad at math people go

Looking for the places only they would know

Lie la lie

Lie la lie lie lie lie lie

Asking only shitlaw wages

I come looking for a job

But I get no-offered

Just a come-on from the whores on Xoxo

I do declare, there were times I was so lonesome

That I took some comfort there

La la la la la la la

Now I'm laying out interview clothes

And wishing I was gone

Going home

Where being bigdebtpwned isn't bleeding me

Bleeding me, going home

. . .

In the basement sits a poaster

And a failure at his trade

And he carries the reminders

Of ev'ry poast that layed him down

Or cut him till he cried out

In his anger and his shame

"I am leaving, I am leaving"

But the poaster still remains

Mm mm mmm

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