Feeling like a million years Rolling up have pa**ed me by I used to be green and careless Now I'm seldom taken by surprise Hey there, mama, you see me now? Well, look how your boy's grown up I used to be afraid of falling Now I couldn't give a f** But this is no funeral horn What this is is a return to form Everyone's accelerating At a speed and I can't keep up All of these things they're selling I've no idea or need for a single one
Hey there, mama, you see me now? Well, look how your boy's grown up I used to be afraid of falling Now I couldn't give a f** But this is no funeral horn What this is is a return to form Hey there, mama, you see me now? Well, look how your boy's grown up I used to be afraid of falling Now I couldn't give a f** But this is no funeral horn What this is is a return to form