Hey old man in woman's shoes
I wonder if he knows I think
he's crazy
When he was young did he have
dreams of wearing woman's shoes
and being crazy
It makes me wonder when
I grow to be that age
Will I be walking down the street
Begging for your spare change
Or will I grow that old?
Will I still be around?
The way I carry on I'll end up
and waste away...
When the old man was in school
Did the golden rule make him
go crazy
Or did he hide away from hopes
Behind a smile and smoking
dope
It's crazy
It seems so frightening
Time passes by like lightning
Before you know it you're struck
down
I always waste my time on
My chemical emotions
It keeps my head spinning around.
