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The following are the lyrics to the song above. I am more than willing to challenge anyone to not be able to relate to at least most of this song. It contains a load af advice, none of which I can argue with, and which is so generic in nature, it can be applied to just about any situation ...
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Lyrics Ladies and Gentlemen of the Class of '99, wear sunscreen. If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of Sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice ... now ... Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they fade, but trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photo's of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now, how much possibility lay before you, and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine. Don't worry about the future, or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind. The kind that blindsides you on 4pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing every day that scares you. Sing. Don't be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with people who are reckless with yours. Floss. Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself. Remember compliments you recieve. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old loveletters. Throw away your old bank statements. Stretch. Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know, didn't know at 22, what they wanted to do with thier lives. Some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't. Get plenty of Calcium. Be kind to your knee's, you'll miss them when they're gone. Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Whatever you do, dont congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's. Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it, or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own. Dance. Even if you have no-where to do it but in your own living room. Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. Do not read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings, they're your best link to your past, and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few, you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle. Because the older you get, the more you'll need the people you knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before
it makes you hard. Travel. Accept certain inalienable truths. Prices will
rise, politicians will philander. You too will get old, and you
do, you'll fantacise that when you were young, prices were reasonable,
politicians were noble, and children respected their elders. Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse, but you never know when either one might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85. Be careful who's advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth. But trust me on the sunscreen. |
Baz
Luhrman Presents ... 
