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When I graduate college, and I've got my degree
I'll get a job offer from a laboratory.
I'll have student loans, but once they are gone
I'll buy a big house and you'll live on my lawn.
If you were a doctorÉ but then again, no.
Or you had good connections and were rolling in dough...
Let's face it, you're useless, and you've got no career.
You'll be stuck in a cardboard mansion, year after year.
And you can tell everybody that this is your fate.
You're stuck with the useless majors society hates.
I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that you can't come inside;
You lack expertise, so you're always denied.
Sit in your box and hope it don't rain,
'Cause it's made of cardboard, and well, that mess is a pain.
But the sun's been kind to your mansion on my lawn.
But watch out for the gnomish army, they're comin' on strong.
There are gnomes and flamingos, and you'll fight them, it's true.
But watch out 'cause they're sneaky, and they're comin' for you.
So stick by your allies, those with worthless degrees;
And fight gnomes with your frying pans, bring them to their knees.
Et tu peux dire a tout le monde que c'est ton destin.
You're stuck with the useless majors society hates.
I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that you can't come inside;
You lack expertise, so you're always denied.
I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that you can't come inside;
You lack expertise, so you're always denied.