in a sea of adolescent geeks and nerds grown to be adolescent college corruption holding pistol shaped hands high above their nodding heads to form an endless ocean of "W"s lip-synching every word to the sweater song in perfect drunken harmony i'm stranded here where i don't belong trapped in a human cage of drunken fraternities and prudish sororities pass the expiration date of such antiquated requiems i stand shoulder to shoulder feeling nothing but the crushing desire to sleep the crushing desire to escape out into the wild*
Where are we going? We're going nowhere.
I was dragged to a Weezer concert by my wife and her parents. The band wasn't too bad live (tho i will never admit this to them...) but the fans really irritated me...