Ben Folds - 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
You¡¯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
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
Oh,
we¡¯re still fighting it, we¡¯re still fighting it
And you¡¯re so much like me
I¡¯m sorry
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