Lyrics You're not Salinger. Get over It. - The Wonder Years

You're not Salinger. Get over It.

We’re finding out some scummy fuck, just threw it in a 15 year old
I mean come on man, is that the life you want?
And they’re tearing up these dead end blocks
Revealing all the shit we wished we forgot
In the shadow of this careless urban sprawl
My friends and I we’re all fucked on the inside
(My friends and I we’re all fucked on the inside)
My friends and I we’re all fucked on the inside
But we don’t let it run our lives
(One day) I’ll cough all of this shit out of my lungs
From second hand smoke in all night restaurants
(They'll be) Up in arms over all the shit we’ve done
Cause we’re getting out
We’re fucking gone
Caustic suburban sense of humor’s gotten me in trouble
More than a few times
We’re singing «Lucky» by Little League and
Fucking up until we get this right
Just 'cause we’re down, doesn’t mean we’ve gotta stay there
This fucking town is like a ship gone under water
And we’ll all drown unless we cut ties to the anchor
We’d get swallowed here
(One day) I’ll cough all of this shit out of my lungs
From second hand smoke in all night restaurants
(They'll be) Up in arms over all the shit we’ve done
Cause we’re getting out
We’re fucking gone
So chin up and we’ll drown a little slower hey
So chin up and we’ll drown a little slower hey
So chin up and we’ll drown a little slower hey
So chin up and we’ll drown a little slower hey
So chin up and we’ll drown a little slower hey
So chin up and we’ll drown a little slower hey
So chin up and we’ll drown a little slower hey
So chin up and we’ll drown a little slower hey
So chin up, so chin up, drown a little slower hey
So chin up, so chin up, drown a little slower hey
So chin up, so chin up, drown a little slower hey
So chin up, so chin up
Cause I’m bad at staying calm
And I know this town’s a time bomb
And we’ve been dragging our feet too long, too long
We’ve been sinking all along
And we’re gone, we’re gone, and we’re gone
(One day) I’ll cough all of this shit out of my lungs
From second hand smoke in all night restaurants
(They'll be) Up in arms over all the shit we’ve done
Cause we’re getting out…