| I’m bored … I don’t know what to do … I’m bored … I don’t have any money
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| I don’t have a girlfriend … and no boyfriend either, by the way
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| Gee, wouldn’t that be fun? |
| … But I’m just so scared that I’m boring
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| But if I start a rock’n’roll band
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| I’ll have something to do with my boredom
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| I might even find something beautiful in here
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| But I’m bored easily and you know you can’t play all the time
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| That’s boring, that’s life
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| And I am getting bored with words, especially the ones that rhyme; |
| life don’t
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| And I’m tired of playing the same chord cycle over and over again
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| It’s the umpteenth time … but I don’t like jazz
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| Maybe I was better of before, just sitting on my ass … boring
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| But if I start a punk rock band I’ll find a way out of my boredom
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| I think I’ll find something beautiful there if I start a punk rock band
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| I won’t ever have to rhyme again, I’ll sing and play and do whatever I like
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| The only problem is I’m just so boring
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| I’m boring, I’m boring, boring, boring, bored |