Karaoké Still Fighting It Ben Folds

Good morning son

I am a bird wearing a brown polyester shirt

You want a Coke

Maybe some fries

The roast beef combo's only nine ninety-five

But it's okay

You don't have to pay

I've got all the change

Everybody knows

It hurts to grow up

And everybody does

So weird to be back here

Let me tell you what

The years go on and

We're still fighting it

We're still fighting it

And you're so much like me

I'm sorry

Good morning son

Twenty years from now maybe we'll both sit down and have a few beers

And I can tell you 'bout today and how I picked you up and everything changed

It was pain

Sunny days and rain

I knew you'd feel the same things

Everybody knows

It sucks to grow up

And everybody does

So weird to be back here

Let me tell you what

The years go on and

We're still fighting it

We're still fighting it

You'll try and try

And one day you'll fly

Away from me

Good morning son

Good morning son

Good morning son

Good morning son

Good morning son

Good morning son

Good morning son

I am a bird

Good morning son

It was pain

Sunny days and rain

I knew you'd feel the same things

Everybody knows

It hurts to grow up

And everybody does

So weird to be back here

Let me tell you what

The years go on and

We're still fighting it

We're still fighting it

Oh we're still fighting it

We're still fighting it

And you're so much like me

I'm sorry