For all those who dont feel as old as they are and never will I rounded first never thought of the worst As I studied the shortstops position Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg Someone call a decent physician Im no pete rose, I cant pretend Though my mind is quite flexible, these brittle bones dont bend
Chorus: Im growing older but not up My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck Let those winds of time blow over my head Id rather die while Im living than live while Im dead
Sometimes I see me as old manatee Headin south as the waters grow colder Tries to steer clear of the hum-drum so near It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulder But thats how it goes (thats how it goes), right to the end Though his bodys quite flexible, that barnacle brain dont bend
Chorus: Im growing older but not up My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck Let those winds of time blow over my head Id rather die while Im livin than live while Im dead
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Now dont get me wrong This is not a sad song Just events that I have happened to witness And time takes its toll as we head for the poll And no one dies from physical fitness So what the hell, well take it right to the end As the days grow more complicated the nightlife still wins
Chorus: Im growing older but not up My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck Let those winds of change blow over my head Id rather die while Im living than live while Im dead Let those winds of time blow over my head Id rather die while Im living than live while Im dead
"I made the wall of shadow draw back, beyond desire and act, I walked on.
Oh flesh, my own flesh, woman whom I loved and lost, I summon you in the moist hour, I raise my song to you."
