Bored in the USA – Father John Misty

How many people rise and say“My brain’s so awfully glad to be hereFor yet another mindless day”?

I’ve got all morning to obsessively accrue A small nation of meaningful objects And they’ve got to represent me too

By this afternoon, I’ll live in debt By tomorrow, be replaced by children

How many people rise and think “Oh good, the stranger’s body’s still here Our arrangement hasn’t changed?”

Now I’ve got a lifetime to consider all the ways I’ve grown more disappointing to you As my beauty warps and fades I suspect you feel the same When I was young, I dreamt of a passionate obligation to a roommate

Is this the part where I get all I ever wanted? Who said that? Can I get my money back?

Just a little bored in the USA Oh, just a little bored in the USA Save me, white Jesus Bored in the USA Oh, they gave me a useless education And a subprime loan On a craftsman home Keep my prescriptions filled And now I can’t get off But I can kind of deal Oh, with being bored in the USA Oh, just a little bored in the USA Save me, President Jesus I’m bored in the USA How did it happen? Bored in the USA