Lyrics:

Its big business im gonna own a funeral home
Cause half this towns gonna kick off any day
Im tired of hanging at the super 10 my parents dont like any of my friends
Im 18 and i am out of here

Its big business i think ill learn to play the guitar
Make a record make a million dollars
And make love to any girl i want
But right now im living out of my truck
And leaving home dont feel so glorious
Im 21 and i dont know where im from


Confused american teenage tale
Mental aggravation
Got social overload information


Funny how what you thought was straight turns in a circle path
Now im teaching my children
Talking like my dad
I know one day theyll be breaking free
Hating what the think they know about me
But thats 18 and thats alright
Yeah thats 18 hell aint it fine