The FuMP

Lyrics

You didn’t plan on Scranton 		
Coming from Columbus to New York
But you broke down at a diner off the turnpike    	
A road with a fork
You were 3 credits short of the program
3 credits from a degree
Nothing was standing in your way		
No distractions, no emergencies	

8 projects on your desktop			
No schedule, no goal
You left two peanuts in the kitchen		
unshelled, in a bowl
No adult wants just two peanuts		
Did you think you were being nice?
Eat all the goddamn peanuts			
JESUS CHRIST

YOU NEVER…		YOU NEVER FINISH…   	YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU…
YOU NEVER…		YOU NEVER FINISH…   	YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU… 

Nobody gives a rat’s ass
If you do or you don’t
And I’d like to give a rat’s ass
‘Cause you prob’ly won’t 
Can you do all the things you talk up?
Are you a fraud or just afraid?
It’s time to climb out
Of the bed you never made.

YOU NEVER…		YOU NEVER FINISH…   	YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU…
YOU NEVER…		YOU NEVER FINISH…   	YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU… 
You never played the big cards – you never took your shot
I’m still waiting to see what you’ve got
What could possibly happen if you saw something through?
Whatcha gonna do?

YOU NEVER…		YOU NEVER FINISH…   	YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU…
YOU NEVER…		YOU NEVER FINISH…   	YOU NEVER FINISH WHAT YOU… 

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