Feal Like Crab Hot Mulligan

[Verse 1]
Where'd you get your books and did they teach you anything?
Maybe you could show to me?
Because it feels like it’s been years since I've been useful
Never earned my pedigree
And I don't think I can fake it, I can admit
You ought to stay in college
At least you’ll know something
I'm a dead friend, let me rot in my coffin now
The only difference, I'd probably prefer it

[Chorus]
Now I'll die old and faceless
Hiding deep in some depressing little hovel in the background of the show
You're watching
If you see me just ignore it, 'cause there's nothing I could offer anyway

[Verse 2]
And it occurred that maybe my worth is much less than we thought
I let it set in, I'll be forgotten
I can’t obscure the fact that I’ve learned hardly anything at all
An application, another language
And I can't work 9-to-5s if I’m sleeping past noon
Try to catch morning light with alarms left unused
How bad could it hurt to sell my blood 'til I'm withered and bruised?