I've graduated and I still don't know what I want to be.
I know I want to be printmaster.  Just because it sounds so sweet. printmaster. PRINTMASTER. YESSSSs.
Unfortunately I don't know any printmasters who can afford only being printmasters and not printmaster/professor/bum.
But I guess being a p/p/b isn't that bad of a gig.

Billy's back in town again.
I guess I can kiss my self-restraint and recent level-headedness goodbye.
He makes me forget my morals.
But I guess he isn't that bad of a gig.

Is there any reason for me to stay in Rhode Island?