Oh, so mundane Oh, so mundane Oh, so mundane Late mornings, almost afternoons Lucid dreams of drifting hot air balloons The sun is out and the day's almost through But time, what does it mean to you? 21 and the pressure's on So many opportunities forgone An open door and the world to explore Why complain? Is it, oh, so mundane? Oh, so mundane Oh, so mundane Oh, so mundane Run-of-the-mill, run-of-the-mill is life You've got a steady job, the kids, the house, the wife An open door and the world to explore Why complain? Is it, oh, so mundane? Don't pull the trigger on the plans I make Although they'll take some time to see the light of day I'll make you prouder than you'll ever be The moment I set foot into reality, yeah ♪ Oh, so mundane Oh, so mundane Oh, so mundane