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rachel jacobs - collectible mugs lyrics

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so-and-so, how are you?

how is your day so far?

how was your weekend?

so-and-so, what else is new?

see any new movies?

drink any alcohol?

i do the same sh-t almost every single day

and i complain and i complain

because my life seems so mundane

i do the same sh-t almost every single day

and i complain and i complain

though instead i used to feign my contentment

get your shades. get your volleyball

get your cooler. fill it up with alcohol

get your boombox, crank it up loud

get some bumpin’ tunes and it’s a beach party! yeah! yeah!

get a sk!ll. get a job

you had fun while you were young

now suck it up for mom and pop

get some new shoes. get a dog

get a gl-ss case to display your collectible mugs

when i was young i used to dream

of dwelling caves so deep and secret

it was my destiny, i believed

never thought i’d be stuck in a building with fake plants and coffee machines

i was made to walk the earth on unpaved roads of gl-ss and trees

but here i am on a conference call

i’m not upset, i’m not upset

i’m just sick of talking to strangers on the phone

but i could be a lot worse off i guess

i could be directionless

or god forbid, i could be without this job that i detest

get a car. get some credit cards

get an accountant because math is really hard

get engaged, write your pre-nup

better safe than sorry! better keep that money within the blood!

get a house. get another car

get the kids from up the block to mow your lawn for five bucks

get those d-mn mice out of our garage!

when you’re bored spy on the neighbors with your binoculars

it’s not as bad as i’m making it out

i’ve gotten used to it, i suppose that i’m neutral at this point

i see the world a lot differently now

i must remind myself that i’m lucky to have a brother who could get me a white collar job

so this is what i’ve become, whattttttsssupppp

this is my life now

maybe mom and dad will finally be proud

maybe they’ll stop saying, “why don’t you act your age?”

maybe they’ll start loving me now that i’m engaged to a yearly wage

- rachel jacobs lyrics

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