Chevrolet Van

Got some free advice the other day

From an older relative of mine

He said, I dig what you do

But I think you’re wasting your time

Cause driving around, getting drunk with your friends in a van every night

Sounds like a lotta fun, but you need a plan B

'Cause it ain’t gonna last long past twenty one

You’ll never make enough money

And no one cares about the things you say

You’re gonna wake up someday

And you’ll wish you got a job

Spend half your life in that Chevrolet

Driving up and down the freeway

Someday when you’re too old to play

Yeah, you’ll wish you got a job

I bummed a cigarette from a guy in Manhattan last week

I told him politely, thank you

Then with this hollowed out look, he turned to me and said

You know for twenty five years I’ve been a banker

In all my many years of life

I suddenly feel obliged to impart to you one free piece of advice

You must invest in your future

I said thanks for the cigarette, but I think I know the rest

(Or) You’ll never make enough money

And no one cares about the things you say

You’re gonna wake up someday

And you’ll wish you got a job

Spend half your life in that Chevrolet

Driving up and down the freeway

Someday when you’re too old to play

Yeah, you’ll wish you got a job