I Have This Problem I Like To Share With You All,

God I Wish I Could Be An Intellectual.

You Sit In Grass With A Glass

Of Red Wine In Your Hand,

Not Like My Friend

Who Drink Beer As Fast As They Can.



You're So Smart, You Like Art,

You Read The Books I Would Never Understand.

I'm Not That Smart,

I Like To Fart A Teenage Punk Is What I Am.



Your Life Seems Like Such A Joy To Me,

'Cause You See Art Where I Cannot Be.

Friends Must Be So Easy For You To Find,

They Don't Have To Be Nice,

Just Have An Interesting Mind.



So Now I Stop Riding My Skate

And Be Like Tou A Real Fake.

I Don't Have To Care At All,

'Cause Now I'm A Intellectual.