Hey old man in woman's shoes I wonder if he knows I think he's crazy When he was young did he have
a dream 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 six feet underground And waste away...
When the old man was in school Did the
golden rule make him go crazy Or did he hide a way 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 And waste away...
