Arthead

I have this problem i like to share with you all,God i wish i could be an intellectual.You sit in grass with a glass of red wine in your hand,not like my friend who drink beer as fast as they can.You're so smart, you like art,you read the books i would never understand.I'm not that smart, I like to fart a teenage punk is what i am.Your life seems like such a joy to me,'Cause you see art where i cannot be.Friends must be so easy for you to find,they don't have to be nice, just have an interesting mind.So now i stop riding my skate and be like tou a real fake.I don't have to care at all,'Cause now i'm a intellectual.