Seems like the only thing
I know is how to make
a fool of myself
I run around hysterical
I run around around around
Don’t look at my face now
Don’t look at my clothes
I am the laughing stock
of this town
No wonder I’m so morose
The girls they all don’t like me
The guys think i’m a joke
I’m a joke, i’m a joke, i’m a joke
I wish I was laughing
But of course I am not
Luckily I’m too drunk to bother
It’s okay okay okay I guess
This all will end real soon
Just a few more months and I’ll be skippin’ town again
Then it’s goodbye goodbye, auf wiedersehen
and they all will laugh
And i will go away
And they all will laugh
And I will go away
And it’s okay… it’s all okay…
Words are failing
That’s okay