The Dream I Wish I Never Had

I’ve never been homecoming queen Or class favorite for that matter But I have not a care in the world I’m on the top of the hill Cause while I’m lying prostrate I cannot get any lower So when I lift up my head To salute the ominous sun I get altitude sickness of the brain And vertigo of the soul I’ve never drank more than a drop But I get the worst hangovers I put my head on my knees And I just sigh and laugh Guys don’t ever let me do this again But what’s the use Some say the world will end in fire But some insist that it will be ice I hold the most with the Eskimos Because I’m hot natured and can’t stand the heat And at the end of the row My casket gleams a fateful, dead light But I jump in and close the door behind me Singing at the top of my lungs How do you fight for what you believe in?