Cattle Catcher

You can't tell But there is yelling in my head to leave immediately Help me I can't win My social tolerance is weakening This evening I'm leaving We recollect in the backyard Discussing car phones and VCR's Soon we shall suffer the same fate Several years pass then we're obsolete But I'm glad, yeah My life expectancy is looking low I'll die this time tomorrow Or I'll stay I couldn't care less either way Well I'm here aren't I? This is the part where I fall down Pick myself up and turn this life around Or I could sleep on the train tracks The cattle catcher will cut me in half We reconvene in the backyard asking each other how we are