Vacation

Oh I don't need an education
Just a microphone's intoxication
And I can't deal with concentration
Give me tongues and stimulation

Who are you to know my story
Who are you to read my book

I don't think you know how crazy
People say I am
"You're running in the deep end, Katy. Why don't you give a damn?"

I've lost all sense of navigation
But got my Cali-fornication
Don't give me words of hard degration
I only accept infatuation

I'm a fragile kind of glass
I won't wear your stupid mask
I don't think you know how crazy
People say I am
"You're running in the deep end, Katy. Why don't you give a damn?"

I still hold hands with my creation
But cross my eyes at it's elation
And if I miss my graduation
I'll have one fucking long vacation