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Ben Folds Five Miscellaneous 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 combos only $9.95 Its okay, you dont have to pay Ive 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 Were still fighting it, were still fighting it And youre so much like me Im sorry Good morning, son In twenty years from now Maybe well 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 youd 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 Were still fighting it, were still fighting it Youll try and try and one day youll fly Away from me Good morning, son I am a bird It was pain Sunny days and rain I knew youd 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 Were still fighting it, were still fighting it Oh, were still fighting it, were still fighting it And youre so much like me Im sorry |
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