Still Fighting It
Good morning, son.
I am a bird,
Wearing a brown polyester shirt.
You want a coke?
Maybe some fries?
The roast beef combo's only $9.95
It's okay, you don't have to pay.
I've got all the change.
Everybody knows,
It hurts to grow up
And everybody does.
It's so weird to be back here.
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We're still fighting it,
We're still fighting it
And you're so much like me.
I'm sorry.
Good morning, son.
In twenty years from now
Maybe we'll both sit down and have a few beers
And I can tell you 'bout today
And how I picked you up and everything changed.
It was pain
Sunny days and rain.
I knew you'd feel the same things.
Everybody knows
It sucks to grow up
And everybody does.
It's so weird to be back here.
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We're still fighting it,
We're still fighting it.
ou'll try and try
And one day you'll fly
Away from me.
Good morning, son.
I am a bird.
It was pain
Sunny days and rain.
I knew you'd feel the same things.
Everybody knows
Tt hurts to grow up
And everybody does.
It's so weird to be back here.
Let me tell you what
The years go on and
We're still fighting it,
We're still fighting it.
Oh, we're still fighting it,
We're still fighting it.
And you're so much like me.
I'm sorry.