Ok, it's like... what am I doing here?
I stop and I look, faces all blank, scrunched up like they're asking 'What the fuck??'
This means this and this means that. Freud says this and Skinner says that!
Now whatever you say... it's probably wrong!
All eyes on the book, like it's a ticket into life.
Building themselves up for the journey ahead,
with the words and wisdom of people whom are dead!
Ummm...didn't the journey begin 20 odd years ago?...what more is there to prepare for?
Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus. Well doesn't that sound interesting!
What the fuck is Sisyphus...does it matter??
Should I ask the girl sitting across from me if it's inspiring her?
Sure as hell doesn't look like it, as she gazes out the window, slouched in her chair!
The girl to my left, nice pink shirt!
I'll admit she's damn pretty but with Facebook opened up,
I think shes really had enough.
The guy to my right I guess has given up.
Head in his hands, it's time to take a nap.
I don't remember what I read 2 mins ago... and I don't remember what the lecture man said!
I remember how to walk and I remember how to talk.
I remember what I want, not what Mr. Darwin thought.
Life is my book. I read everyday as it comes, like it's the only page that counts.
Think for yourself and the world will be yours,
Live by the word of someone else and the world will be theirs.
Sorry, but I have to go! This place is starting to scare me!
Bad day for the books!
I stop and I look, faces all blank, scrunched up like they're asking 'What the fuck??'
This means this and this means that. Freud says this and Skinner says that!
Now whatever you say... it's probably wrong!
All eyes on the book, like it's a ticket into life.
Building themselves up for the journey ahead,
with the words and wisdom of people whom are dead!
Ummm...didn't the journey begin 20 odd years ago?...what more is there to prepare for?
Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus. Well doesn't that sound interesting!
What the fuck is Sisyphus...does it matter??
Should I ask the girl sitting across from me if it's inspiring her?
Sure as hell doesn't look like it, as she gazes out the window, slouched in her chair!
The girl to my left, nice pink shirt!
I'll admit she's damn pretty but with Facebook opened up,
I think shes really had enough.
The guy to my right I guess has given up.
Head in his hands, it's time to take a nap.
I don't remember what I read 2 mins ago... and I don't remember what the lecture man said!
I remember how to walk and I remember how to talk.
I remember what I want, not what Mr. Darwin thought.
Life is my book. I read everyday as it comes, like it's the only page that counts.
Think for yourself and the world will be yours,
Live by the word of someone else and the world will be theirs.
Sorry, but I have to go! This place is starting to scare me!
Bad day for the books!
