VERSE 1
I dance like I’m in a pool that someone dropped a toaster in
I can’t do keg stands or I’ll throw up in the garbage bin
I can’t do the things that will make you confess your sins
To the preacher man when your Sunday morning begins
I haven’t smiled a day since the Reagan administration
I haven’t made love since computer masturbation
The only songs that play for me would bring tears to others’ eyes
And wouldn’t you know it, it’s been so long since I’ve cried
CHORUS 1
I can’t be a fun guy
When serotonin runs dry
Can’t be a party animal
When I sink like a cannonball
Can’t be a fun guy
Can’t be a fun guy
Fun guy, fun guy
Fun guy, fun guy
VERSE 2
You say you’re leaving my side because I bring you down so much
You say I’m on the edge of giving myself the finishing touch
You say you need a guy who has a million in change and isn’t so strange
You say you need a guy who doesn’t come off as sad and deranged
I say don’t let the door hit you on the ass when you leave
A half-hour friendship was a lifetime filled with being deceived
I wish you well and let me tell you one thing right before you go
My depression and rejection are less than one percent of what you know
CHORUS 1
I can’t be a fun guy
When serotonin runs dry
Can’t be a party animal
When I sink like a cannonball
Can’t be a fun guy
Can’t be a fun guy
Fun guy, fun guy
Fun guy, fun guy
BRIDGE X2
I didn’t choose the darkness
The darkness chose me
I could have been a fun guy
If not for fucked up brain chemistry
CHORUS 2
I can’t be a fun guy
When serotonin runs dry
Can’t be a party animal
When I sink like a cannonball
It ain’t fun for me either
When someone else is the leader
Grabbing me by the throat
Use my blood to write a special note
Can’t be a fun guy
Can’t be a fun guy
Fun guy, fun guy
Fun guy! Fun guy!
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