I'd like to give a Rorshach test to you
That ought to be good for a laugh
I knew the moment we walked inside the door
I would've had more fun at home

I've only had half a pint
And yet they judge me with those eyes

And how do you think it's fun
Going out meeting nuns?
Attending a bar with monks
Where I can't get drunk
I wanna crash and snooze
Since a night with like no booze
Makes me have to sleep
How do you think it's fun?

I hear the laughter ripples pour
In from the secular bar next door
I'd go but no can do
I promised mom I'd stay with you

She said we need family time
But there's no reason here, just rhyme

And how do you think it's fun
Going out meeting nuns?
Attending a bar with monks
Where I can't get drunk
I wanna crash and snooze
Since a night with like no booze
Makes me have to sleep
How do you think it's fun?

Now your new friends do not seem very nice
They quiz me on religion and pelt me with ice
I'm dissed since I missed the point of eucharist
Now I might need a therapist
Their clothes are black
And that’s since their souls are black

And how do you think it's fun
Hanging with evil nuns?
Cavorting with horrid monks
Should've worn swim trunks
This really isn't fair
I've got ice-soaked underwear
They all laugh at me
Man this night has stunk

How do you think it's cool
Making me seem a fool?
Like I just failed Sunday School
And fell in a pool
I wanna chuck a beer
At the camera that appeared
It's embarrassing
Dammit, I've been punked!

How did you do this one?
How did you do this one?
How did you do this one?