Old age wisdom and the world grown bald
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But you're still amazed by every little hair that falls
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And I wonder if repetition makes one forget
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Cuz I'm under the impression that you're fraudulent
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You're not really old
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Tantrums reveal that rich experience
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And those naked gums - the loss of all your confidence
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Then you serve a dish I try hard to avoid
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And it's backwards, my learnation is going to be destroyed
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Finding worth in the worthless
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Time spent learning to regress
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I listen, try to care, say "mm-hmm" here and there
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But there's something else inside
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I try to be polite, make you feel all right
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I can be anything you like
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I'll be a virgin forever
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Cataracts - everyone's the same old blur
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And those stale snacks make me feel and feign inferior
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But I'll make believe, trying to cooperate
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And I hope you don't see me hide it underneath my plate
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I'll get a backache and stumble over both left feet
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Awake nervous knowing that we'll meet
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Must I tolerate this useless game we dance and sing?
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Cuz I don't relate, and I'm not learning anything at all
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Force a circle into a square dance
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Insist the future try and relive the past
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I listen, try to care, say "mm-hmm" here and there
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But there's something else inside
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I try to be polite, make you feel all right
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I can be anything you like
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I'll be a virgin forever
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I don't wanna dance, na na na...
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Waltz For Grandma's Sake
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| Mr. Bungle |
