I love what Paul does with the words... I'd feel bad about butchering the song by singing it, but I've always adored this lyric: "In heaven there are vats of wine, I know a dude who’s stockpiling mine. He comes to me & says there’s time, they’re fine for now. And so I bend into another day."
If I'm going to embarrass myself, I may as well relive the glory days of high school while I'm at it.