Well, I don't hate my parents I don't get drunk just to spite them I've got my own reasons to drink now Think I'll call my dad up and invite him
I can sleep in till noon anytime I want Though there's not many days that I do Gotta get up and take on that world When your an adult it's no cliche it's the truth
[Chorus] 'Cause I'm an adult now I'm an adult now I've got the problems of an adult On my head and on my shoulders I'm an adult now
I can't even look at young girls anymore People will think I'm some kind of pervert Adult sex is either boring or dirty Young people they can get away with murder
I don't write songs about girls anymore I have to write songs about women No more boy meets girl boy loses girl More like man tries to figure out what the hell went wrong
I can't take any more illicit drugs I can't afford any artificial joy I'd sure look like a fool dead in a ditch somewhere With a mind full of chemicals
Like some cheese-eating high school boy Sometimes my head hurts and sometimes my stomach hurts And I guess it won't be long 'Til I'm sitting in a room with a bunch
Of people whose necks and backs are aching Whose sight and hearing's failing Who just can't seem to get it up Speaking of hearing, I can't take too much loud music
I mean I like to play it, but I sure don't like the racket Noise, but I can't hear anything Just guitars screaming, screaming, screaming Some guy screaming in a leather jacket Woah!
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