Try to see your parents more 'cause they're so weak and old now But they just can't let you live without always being told how And spend time with your child, be responsible and silent But you lose it, then you know that you're a monster and a tyrant It's family so you call because you're too grown up to fume But somehow you've hung up and thrown the phone across the room 'Cause you're a weakling and a loser, you just never get it right Down from the way that you were raised to how your own home is tonight Thesе are the ones you lovе the best So why's it always such a mess? And what the hell's it for Since you're rotten to the core? Well, it's fun It's just fun Pick out someone friendly who romantically excites you Start the hopeful dreaming of "what if he or she likes you" Know that you could love them and build up a blissful fantasy That this is finally something and how good your lives would be But then feel wretched when it's clear It's just your far-fetched dumb idea Remember that you're lame and ugly Groan and cry, "Why would they love me?" Why even try to cope? And why even have hope? You're disgusting thats for sure So what's hoping for? Well, its fun It's just fun Know your only joy would be a life of creativity So never have a moment when you're actually at liberty Live a life where friends or relaxation leaves you irking 'Cause it's wasting time with nonsense when you know you should be working First, see your glowing promise as an actor or a painter Then get honest you're a hack who knows their glow is getting fainter Then know your life's been total dirt and wish you could begin again Then crumple one more worthless work and toss it in the bin again You hung your head against the desk and suffered in the agony Of coming face to face against that stuff that you can never be It's lame and infantile All this is stupid, useless trial Frustrations and impatience And complete humiliations You're just not fortunate, that's certain So why this tortured, screaming burden? Well, it's fun It's just fun