wishing for the days
when i first wore this suit
baby has grown older
it`s no longer cute
too many voices
they have made me mute
baby has grown ugly
it`s no longer cute
but on, i stay on, where do i get off?
on to greener pastures
the core has gotten soft
look at us today
we`ve gotten soft and fat
waiting for the moment
it`s just not coming back
man we`re so serious
about the stuff we lack
dwell upon our memories
but there are no facts
but on i stay on where do i get off?
on to greener pastures
the core is getting soft
do you remember the time (i don`t know)
we`ll call these our salad days