Letras
too young to die, not old enough to vote
next year your gonna choke from the cigarette smoke
got a diploma, cap and gown
gonna do your best not to make your dad frown
the next four years is of downin' beers,
taking off braziers, doing drugs with peers
but it appears that you're here for an internship
so you can get a "good job" and a house to split
now you're twenty five, feeling alive
'jive at a dive after your nine to five'
you got a girlfriend, she may have moved in
she said, "fuck the kitchen, i'm a career woman"
then one night after glasses of wine
you passed the band, you asked the line
you've turned thirty two, hate what you do
your marriage ain't stale, but it sure ain't new
goodbye
seventeen to thirty five
goodbye
heavenly dreams of youth tonight
i used to think i needed
some type of life like that
let my neighbors hear me with a gatsby type of laugh
i could take the cake and slice the pie in half
and no one would ever question why
except for dear old i
the only trouble is with that life
it's overly-prescribed, very trit
it's the morphine or the knife before you die
goodbye
seventeen to thirty five
goodbye
heavenly dreams of youth tonight