Michael Penn

Count the cases piled up high for the 1:15.
For platform and for passerby
It's the same routine:
I'm ranting while I'm raving;
There's nothing here worth saving.
Tell me now, what more do you need?
Take me to Walter Reed tonight.
Baby, I've lost the will for fighting over everything
Well, there's a few things I gotta say,
And make no mistake, I'm mad.
'Cause every good thing I've had,
Abandoned me.
All I want to do is hide;
It's graduation day
And everything I learned inside,
Didn't seem to pay.
I've had my fill of palm trees
and lighting up Grauman's Chinese.
Tell me now, what more do you need?