Hangin' out While the monkeys type away Waiting in my room all day
Why be realistic? Don't wake me from my dream I was individualistic They kicked me off the team
We live in a dump Admit it's a dump Our friends are all nuts And half of 'em drunks And if they're not nuts Then they're retired nuts And that might be the hardest nut
Makin' plans The kind that go awry Got a full life-time supply
Why be realistic? Don't wake me from my dream I was individualistic They kicked me off the team
We're living with bats What's good about that? I hear they lay eggs And when the eggs hatch You gotta believe then There's related madness From the lead that's in the sealing wax
We live in a dump Admit, it's a dump Our friends are all nuts And half of 'em drunks And if they're not nuts Then they're retired nuts And that might be the hardest nut
We live in a dump

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Writer(s): John C Flansburgh, John S Linnell