Don’t Ask Why (You Won’t Like The Answer)
You want the home and the big screen TV,
I want a suitcase and a bottle of JD.
You want to watch pop stars gyrating on stage,
I want to watch metal bands covered in sweat stains.
You want to sit by the fire and drink chamomile tea,
I want to jump in puddles and build a life-size zombie.
You want to know why I’m not still there,
Because you’re bald and I want a guy with long hair.