All the graduates parading
In the afternoon
I shouldn't find that funny
No, but I do
Oh, you got a degree
In history
Well, here's a fanfare
For the century
Goes
Dum, du-du-dum, dum, du-du-dum
Until it's all okay
Dum, du-du-dum, dum, du-du-dum
Until it's all okay
Look in your eyes and you look in my eyes
And the trumpets all sound from the angels on highlight
Highlight, highlight
Now the love comes back around
Look in your eyes and you look in my eyes
And the trumpets all sound from the angels on highlight
Highlight, highlight
Now, the love comes back around
All that morning
I just felt like crying (from the break, break)
No, I don't find it funny
No, it feels like dying (might feel like)
Oh, I got a degree
In hypocrisy
But here's a fanfare
For the century
Goes
Dum, du-du-dum, dum, du-du-dum
Until it's all okay
Dum, du-du-dum, dum, du-du-dum
Until it's all okay
I don't know why it looks that way
Does it work that way?
Like, dum, du-du-dum, dum, du-du-dum
Until it's all okay
Look in your eyes and you look in my eyes
And the trumpets all sound from the angels on highlight
Highlight, highlight
Now the love comes back around
Look in your eyes and you look in my eyes
And the trumpets all sound from the angels on highlight
Highlight, highlight
Now the love comes back around
Look in your eyes and you look in my eyes
And the trumpets all sound from the angels on highlight
Highlight, highlight
Now the love comes back around