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
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