Adolescent daydream

School ends tomorrow Wish it ended last week Baby starts crying He don't know what he's crying for But you just give him his bottle And wish you could give him more Old grey corolla Is what your driving for the year Sunset is dying Four AM your legs are sore Made love in the kitchen Feelings rich but bank accounts are pour Adolescent daydreaming And my whole future i'll plot with you Sounds like a lot And honey its a lot to do Flight to Toronto Pretzels in one hand Five dollar bill in the other So cheap it feels like rubber bands But attendant takes the money Takes what she can get and takes it when she can Scrapped all my vinyls Got to much music in my head Begging for money Begging for some bread But then baby it hit me While one person starves another lays in bed Adolescent daydreaming And my whole future i'll plot with you Sounds like a lot And honey its a lot to do Adolescent daydreaming And my whole future i'll plot with you Sounds like a lot And honey its a lot to do