Jimme takes his time as he washes his eyes and then makes his bed up and heads for the outside
And it doesn't make a difference every once in a while
If you've got nothing to do but sit around and think about how nothing he could do would ever feel good

But he knows you gotta get a job if you're looking to move on
Like every body else but it's the same thing
Always the same dream keeping him from moving

Saying I don't wanna do nothing but be in a rock band
I don't wanna get a job
I don't wanna be a man
I don't wanna do nothing but be in a rock band
I don't wanna do nothing at all
I don't wanna do nothing at all

But then the bills pour in and he thinks he'd like to swim
But he still won't go anywhere
Until he gets too deep, they got him swimming in his sleep
Until he needs to grab something and get some air
And so he pulls a job down at the landfill and he don't mind working outside
Lookin' out on the turnpike
But the days go by
And the fire inside tells him he'll never be right til the day that he dies

Saying I don't wanna do nothing but be in a rock band
I don't wanna get a job
I don't wanna be a man
I don't wanna do nothing but be in a rock band
I don't wanna do nothing at all
I don't wanna do nothing at all

All his words fall down through the cracks in between
And spread like sunlight down on the world underneath
But up here they falter nowhere. They're just a feeling he needs
As he drives through the weeks. Through the swamps and through the trees

And he's talking like he's holding a gun in his hand
But there ain't nobody there it's just him waving his hand
And then he drives on to his guy at the van to get his cup of coffee with three sugars for 2 dollars

And back to work another day another hour
He gets older by the minute
But there's nobody around who can understand looking at a young man feeling like no one ever noticed him
You work the same day over and over

I don't wanna do nothing but be in a rock band
I don't wanna get a job
I don't wanna be a man
I don't wanna do nothing at all