NAPOLEON DYNAMITE Lyrics

Back in high school, I was eating the slop

Sippin' milk and a cart, didn't know how to talk

Out of high school, tryna figure myself

Changes feeling disrupt, life got ended abrupt

Now I'm at school, almost ending it now

Didn't learn nothing while, college life didn't "wow"

After out of school, we got mortgage and pills

Taxes ain't really thrill, I'm just doing what kills, yeah

Got no bed up to distance myself

Can't accumulate wealth

Can there be something else? (Ah!)

That they saying that I'm slept on

Got dreams I can rest on

The label can just step on

(That's what I'm talking about!)

So I just eat it up like Salt Bae

And covered it with All-State

The company just bought me

(What do you mean by that?)

But I'm too self aware, contracts made to go scare

Really don't have a care, childhood of affairs

I'm a child of myself, I'm a child of the culture

I want a picture of my face hanging on your wall

I been lying to myself just to make a deposit, but

Who knew being alone could be so hard?

Yeah, said it's the same thing, everyday

Waking up, play the fool

Couple jokes to cope, the biggest joke is on you, oh

I never thought you would be a familiar

If I'm worth a milli, you gotta be worth a trillion

When it get too chilly out, I let all my feelings out

If I was the man as a kid, I'm something different now

We got spring summer fall hits, break a brother jaw hits

They listen in awe, we made 'em jump off the wall

Made 'em look out the windows, mind open, eyes closed

Eyes closed, heart full, tank empty, cart full

They say I'm a handful, feeling way too artful

Young, cute, and talented, sorta funny and smart too

Old shit colorized; faded, feeling new

Too punk for the punks, we classically of the youth

Artpop saviors, metaphoric glue

Knew that we couldn't fit, we tying up new shoes, oh

I'm a child of myself, I'm a child of the culture

I want a picture of my face hanging on your wall

I been lying on myself just to make a deposit, but

Who knew that being broke could be so hard?

Oh no, not fair

I lost my friends again

Back in high school, I had cool hair

Bleach blonde and you give me that stare

Oh no, not fair

Party kids with your hands in the air

Let me know if anyone cares

Let me, let me know if anyone cares