I Want To Go Home

I’m stupid. I’m fucking shit. I’m sick of this shitty life. I want to quit. I was strung out, looking pretty sad. The fortune teller told me that the future look real bad. Well I don’t want to go to the bar. I don’t want to play the guitar. I just want to go home. I don’t want to pay no bills. I don’t want to take no pills. I wanna be alone. Sick of work, sick of this town. I’m sick of being depressed. I’m sick of being down I don’t need a drink, and I don’t need a hit. I’m sick of sitting here listening to your shit. I don’t wanna go to the prom, and I don’t wanna meet your mom. I want to go home. And I don’t wanna do no crank. And I don’t wanna eat no franks. I want to be alone. Solo I don’t want to go to school, and I don’t want to drink O’Douls. I want to go home. I don’t wanna go the the bar, and I don’t want to play guitar. I wanna go home.