Well, I thought about the army. Dad said, son, you're fuckin' high. And I thought, yeah, there's a first for everything. So I took my old man's advice. Three sad semesters. It was only 15 grand. Spinnin' mid, I thought about the army. I dropped out and joined a band instead. Grew a mustache and a mullet. Got a job at Chick-fil-A. Citing artistic differences, the band broke up in May. And in June, reformed without me. And they got a different name. I nuked another grandma's apple pie and popped my head and shaved. Been thinkin' a lot today. Been thinkin' a lot today. Oh, think I'll write a screenplay. Oh, think I'll take you to L.A. Oh, think I'll get it done yesterday. Oh, think I'll write a screenplay. Oh, think I'll get it done yesterday. In this time of introspection, I'll leave up my election. I say to my reflection, God, please spare me more rejection. Cause my peers, they criticize me. And my ex-wives all despise me. Try to put it all behind me, but my redneck past is nipping at my heels. Been thinkin' a lot today. Been thinkin' a lot today. Been thinkin' a lot today. I thought about the Army.