Lyrics
Poor Big A, when will you sleep?
It's been 33 hours, collapse in a heap already.
Rite of passage. Health-wise amazing.
Educational shroud, hides amounted hazing.
Take a break, lay down.
Take a breath, way down.
I've always found that at 26.
Giggly times as my mind's playing tricks.
Aliza, get through the sneezes.
Breaking you in, laughing at all the diseases.
This is the up and down.
This is the in and out.
This is the quiet and loud.
This is the way.
Is the way, we pack it up and ship around.
