Young Men

Young men are supposed to have sex

Young men are supposed to have sex

And get drunk and sleep in on Sunday morning 'til brunch

Young men aren't supposed to read philosophy

Between the ages of twenty-two and thirty

Young men aren't supposed to be callow and cavalier

About things that later they will have to think are important

Young men, young men, young men

The world is supposed to open like an oyster

The world is supposed to open like an oyster

The world is supposed to be ours

I don't want to be the one who wastes precious time

The one who has no fun while I'm in my prime

Before I'm done there will be dancing and girls

Woah oh oh oh

I don't want to pledge my brain to some college town

Before I've had a chance to look around

Locked up with Dumaine in a cap and gown

That isn't the reason you go to Brown

Or Wesleyan or other schools young men attend

Woah oh oh oh

Why fast when there are bones we could be sucking dry?

(Sucking dry)

Why give up anything when there are

Jokes and drinks and things to try, oh?

(Things to try, oh)

Don't make me be serious already

Don't make me be thirty already

Don't make me be responsible already

Don't make me grown up already

Don't make me be anything but one of those

Young men (young men)

Are supposed to watch porn (Dumaine loves porn, I need it)

Young men (young men)

Young men aren't supposed to read Plato or Derrida or Yeats or Adorno

Shakespeare or Kant or Guattari or Hawthorne

Books that sit on our shelves forlorn

Why read them now if we didn't before?

No oaths, no regrets, no serious intention

No bookish retreats, no quiet contemplation

The world is supposed to open like an oyster

The world is supposed to be ours

Young men (young men)

Are supposed to be mean, look sharp, tell girls

That's part of the deal, that's what you're owed