We are doing ok!

Baby

Although certain other people (bless there souls) are sadly not doing okay
I do believe without a doubt we are in fact
Doing okay

For we see that we do not need to be wrapped up in a tortilla of social responsibility
That a title at every stage of life will not prove we are in fact sane
For if a title must be sketched into our foreheads for sanity's sake
I am quite sure I will be willing to be called insane

I am even willing (and I think you would tend to agree)
To be cast out of this so called reformed world
If in fact I must conform to this ridiculous notion
That love is not enough

For if love is to be purchased like a car
A contract to be made
Signatures to be drawn on a doted line
The thought that if there's no marriage proposal
There shall be no love
Then I proclaim that I would rather steal the car and end up a criminal
Then enter into such a preposterous engagement

Sweetie I am afraid its true
Other people do feel pity for our lost souls
They pat our backs and love us anyway
Even though we are lost and sinful creatures
Who search the world for love and truth and adventure
We who step outside our box and ask the real questions that matter
We who make the decision to take off the mask and show our ugly faces

Yep
Im sorry to say this other people
But we are doing okay