Open up the gates Roll out the red carpet Here I come the end All be all prototype the nothing and no one The monochrome the monotone the voice of my generation The alcohol the shopping mall the mental retardation That's me I am the prototype That's me I am the archetype Fix my hair feel free to stare I am an empty vessel So amazing exasperating I am a causeless rebel No mental capacity just music feeding into me Clogging up my arteries like fast food calories Drop my pants smoke my cigarette Take my pills sell my soul I just can't grow up yet I'm peter pan in a black hole Take a drink eat my cellular phone The internet the internet I'm thinking not a lot at all It isn't over yet