There's no use going to Des Moines I heard it's just like here I guess it's just like everywhere As for us, I guess we're not immune Look at our same plain face
Still, I assume this subject identity Shared with all the kids that qualify And that's a pretty high percentage to embrace But easier to classify Because all my friends are in the same target group And all of them look like all of you
And they're restless in standstill But they don't know where to go They don't know
I wish I could disappear My unwhole self Away from here Away from here Now!
I don't want to let it sit around Just make it go away Let it cure itself, let it be a cure for us And if I never leave this hole Make sure you bury me here with all my dead friends We'll make a toast to the ones who ran away
Just get me through Just get me through Just get me through