I’m twenty-nine years old
Still wearing the wallet chain
Like I was twenty-eight
I’m wearing my vans right now
So high school kids
Will think that I can skate
I’ve got a degree in science
Yet shaking my fists in defiance
Anyway, I’m not cliche
I hardly own any ties
I may be old
But at least I’m not like all those other old guys
I’m watching MTV for fashion tips
So I can say that I saw it first
Backwards hat, tattoos, and goatee;
Say I’m cool
Just like Fred Durst
I pay almost all my bills
I sleep on a futon still
Anyway, I’m not cliche
I hardly own any ties
I may be old
But at least I’m not like all those other old guys
I may be old
But at least I’m not like all those other old guys