Ben Folds - Still Fighting It Lyrics
good morning, son.I am a birdWearing a brown polyester shirtYou want a coke?Maybe some fries?The roast beef combo’s only $9.95It’s okay, you don’t have to payI’ve got all the changeEverybody knowsIt hurts to grow upAnd everybody doesIt's so weird to be back hereLet me tell you whatThe years go on andWe’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting itAnd you’re so much like meI’m sorryGood morning, sonIn twenty years from nowMaybe we’ll 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 you’d feel the same thingsEverybody knowsIt sucks to grow upAnd everybody doesIt's so weird to be back here.Let me tell you whatThe years go on andWe’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting itYou’ll try and try and one day you’ll flyAway from meGood morning, sonI am a birdIt was painSunny days and rainI knew you’d feel the same thingsEverybody knowsTt hurts to grow upAnd everybody doesIt's so weird to be back here.Let me tell you whatThe years go on andWe’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting itOh, we’re still fighting it, we’re still fighting itAnd you’re so much like meI’m sorry
