All my friends always talk about   The stories of moving on and getting out   Then packing up and heading south   Their heads full of hopes and dreams   They’re just like me      My friends aren’t going anywhere   My friends all act so unaware   Now they have to face   Their best plans have all gone up in flames      They’re just looking for something to take   To break up the day to day and all it’s   Loneliness, vacant space   The tragedy of minimum wage      All my friends always talk about   The stories of moving on and getting out   Then packing up and heading south   Their heads full of hopes and dreams   They’re just like me      My friends are worried about last calls   And working jobs at shopping malls   Because they’re in between   A mixed up pride and apathy   So tonight they’ll talk of calling in   Calling in with bitter grins   Laughing at the state they’re in   What a mess, I’m just like them      All my friends always talk about   The stories of moving on and getting out   Then packing up and heading south   Their heads full of hopes and dreams   They’re just like me      So they’re sleep walking their way through life   Sitting there and getting by   Like all the other friends of mine   Wishing for something more   Wishing for something more      All my friends always talk about   The stories of moving on and getting out   Then packing up and heading south   Their heads full of hopes and dreams   They’re just like me