Crying - Bloom lyrics

I can't bring myself to do it I can't operate a car I can't drive a car I am no good I can't bring myself to learn it I can't get by on a bike I am too afraid to try again I am no good Bloom Get up Doom Escape before it erupts Bloom Get olde Boom Get out before it explodes God bless the Q38 And pals who, despite how late, will Wait until the home bodega Trade a chaperone to be babysat f** all the Harris rats I'd rather you sleep than Join the Ivy League