The Wonder Years - When Keeping it Real Goes Wrong lyrics

I've got this job that equates swallowing sh** where I puree food for dementia patients, and the commute is an hour each way. I'm so sick of taking the train. I guess that I'm a hypochondriac, cause I'm always sick, or at least I think I am. I wish the Tylenol would kick in cause I'm so sick of feeling the same. We know that everything is going to be okay. All we need is Kerouac and a gla** of sweet tea, or burritos and New Found Glory. I'm just trying to get through the week. Hey, do you think that you could loan me ten bucks so that I could buy the new season of Scrubs? I'm short on cash this week and I'd pay you back on Thursday. I've got these friends that hate their f**ing lives. I guess that's what inactivity does to the mind. So, I stay busy day and night. I don't have time to complain. Everything, everything, everything is going to be okay.