Ben Folds Five

Well I thought about the army
Dad said, son youre fucking high
And I thought, yeah theres a first for everything
So I took my old mans advice
Three sad semesters
It was only 15 grand spent in bed
I thought about the army
I dropped out and joined a band instead
Grew a moustache and a mullet
Got a job at chick-fil-a
Citing artistic differences
The band broke up in may
And in june reformed without me
And theyd got a different name
I nuked another grandmas apple pie
And hung my head in shame
Been thinking a lot today