Lyrics: Throwing Muses. University. Teller.

?I leave in the morning
I don't wanna go?
I said to the teller
?If this is the future
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know?

"Fives and tens"
Said the guy behind the bar
Twenty-five says he don't
You cut a nice figure of a family
I don't know
I don't know

I have a fear of flying
I think I have a fear of him
I'm afraid of meaning

Nothing again
After all this is over
This is over after all
We cut a nice figure of a family
I don't know
I don't know

Can I be stupid for a minute?
I was looking at that half-empty glass
Waiting for the waiter
You don't have to listen to this
Tell me what to say