Terminal Preppie

Lyrics for Terminal Preppie

I go to college, that makes me so cool I live in a dorm and show off by the pool I join the right clubs just to build an impression I block out thinking, it won't get me ahead My ambition in life Is to look good on paper All I want is a slot In some big corporation Belushi's my hero, I lampoon and I ape him My news of the world, comes from Sports Illustrated I'm proud of my trophies like my empty beer cans Stacked in rows up the wall to impress all my friends No, I'm not here to learn I just want to get drunk And major in business And be taught how to fuck, whoo, win Win, I always play to win Want to fit in like a cog In the faceless machine I'm a terminal, terminal, terminal preppie Terminal, terminal, terminal preppie Terminal, terminal, terminal, terminal Terminal, terminal, terminal, terminal I want a wife with tits Who just smiles all the time In my centerfold world Filled with Springsteen and wine Some day I'll have power Some day I'll have boats A tract in some suburb With Thanksgivings to host I'm a terminal, terminal, terminal preppie Terminal, terminal, terminal preppie Terminal, terminal, terminal preppie