Ben Folds Five - Still Fighting It Lyrics
Good morning, son.I am a birdWearing a brown polyester shirtYou want a coke?Maybe some fries?The roast beef combos only $9.95Its okay, you dont have to payIve got all the changeEverybody knowsIt hurts to grow upAnd everybody doesIts so weird to be back hereLet me tell you whatThe years go on andWere still fighting it, were still fighting itAnd youre so much like meIm sorryGood morning, sonIn twenty years from nowMaybe well both sit down and have a few beersAnd I can tell you bout todayAnd how I picked you up and everything changedIt was painSunny days and rainI knew youd feel the same thingsEverybody knowsIt sucks to grow upAnd everybody doesIts so weird to be back here.Let me tell you whatThe years go on andWere still fighting it, were still fighting itYoull try and try and one day youll flyAway from meGood morning, sonI am a birdIt was painSunny days and rainI knew youd feel the same thingsEverybody knowsTt hurts to grow upAnd everybody doesIts so weird to be back here.Let me tell you whatThe years go on andWere still fighting it, were still fighting itOh, were still fighting it, were still fighting itAnd youre so much like meIm sorry
