They say it's your choice, your pick, up to you
This will make or break the rest of your life
You can whine and cry til your face turns blue
Guidance is wrong; your future may be strife.

Why is one who cannot even buy drinks,
Made to pick a college or a career?
Can we really be standing on these brinks,
When we really just want to have a beer.

I cannot make this life-changing choice, man
I have trouble waking up in the morn
College, or no college, there must be a ban
Oh man, oh man, why oh why was I born?

I must make this choice though, it's up to me
Even though I hate it, truly, deeply