Still Fighting It — текст песни (ben folds five)

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

Its 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

Its 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

Its 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