Karen's Basement

Bumped into you by the bookshop What a fine man you became with All your summer reading purchased And your cut-off plastic bracelet Did you ever get that watch fixed To keep track of the time you wasted From doing all those cartwheels And staring at cloud formations Did you ever get her number That pretty girl you were chasing And when you see her hand is open Well I, I hope that you take it When those NSBie brats come back 'round With their little privileged faces Are you building forts in your room Or do you leave 'em bleeding on the pavement And what happened to your old friend With the punk rock education I heard his folks moved down to Jersey Or is he still in Karen's basement Did you ever get her reason For running out of patience And if she ever gives you a second chance I hope that you take it Well I, I hope that you take it