9 to five and we're only alive

we're broken down

on these future tracks

I said were going one way

we ain't coming back

but we're on our way to find ourselves

we'll breath all that air

and read all those books

that collect dust on our shelves

she said shed marry me when I asker

she'd take care of me

organized multitasker

nothing bad does she lack

and they're pretty good qualities

in the sa sa sa sa saaaack!

oh were only too young to buy out our subtleties

I told her to take my hand

and don't you let go. please

we'll spend those nights with massive headaches

give you those butterflies and feel your whole body shake

wake up for our 9 to fives

and work the day away knowing we are in our lives

buh ba buhdadada...ehhh...do eh do!

and when my buds are always a yellin'

just hold on to these words that I am a tellin'

I'm loud and sometimes a massive jerk

ill hold on to those jokes

and remember every passive smirk

about summertime, and hanging with all the blokes

and

morning pitchers with you

with lake water on tap

to the cites where we'll live

so hold onto the map

so one day i'll find you 

and i'll always remind you...

11:11  is in another five

so make your wish and we'll still share our lives.

buh ba buhdadada...ehhh...do eh do!