Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gits smart but your head gits dumb
So much to do, so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
You'll never know if you don't go You'll never shine if you don't glow
It's a cool place and they say it gits colder
You're bundled up now, wait till you git older But the meteor men beg to differ
Judging by the hole in the satellite picture
The ice we skate is getting pretty thin
The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
My world's on fire, how about yours? That's the way I like it and I never get bored
Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas?
I need to get myself away from this place I said yep what a concept
I could use a little fuel myself And we could all use a little change