ou can spend all your days in the grind

Converting your nickels to dimes

ou could stuff all your pockets till they overflow

Don chu know

Don chu know

Don chu know



ou can say you're too old to be young

ou think you're too smart to be dumb

But the well-seasoned pro knows how long he can go

Don chu know

Don chu know

Don chu know



ou can sing every song that's been sung

Offer the moon and the sun

But if you ask me it's all been both said and been done



We're just recycled history machines

Cavemen in faded blue jeans

It's the unanswered question in each one of us

Don chu know

Don chu know

Don chu know



The more we learn the less we know

What you keep is what you can't let go

Take it fast or take it slow

Just one way for you to go

Don chu know



Spoken:

Let's go now



ou can sing every song that's been sung

Offer the moon and the sun

But if you ask me it's not in the race that you run



It's that outcast in each one of us

Who get's the girl that is too glamorous

There's no one to deceive it's just all make believe

Don chu know

Don chu know

Don chu know

Oh....

Don chu know

Don chu know

Don chu know



Don chu know

Don chu know

Don chu know



I Don't Know

I Don't Know



Spoken:

Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I can name that song in, in two notes.

It's another one of those songs that I've written about not knowing much, or

not knowing what I was doing, or not knowing where I was going, or not knowing

where I'd been. eah, Frank Bama once said the best navigators are not quite sure

where they're going until they get there...and then they're still not sure.

But I know one thing...Indecision may or may not be my problem. And this song is

gone way too long, and it's, she's gettin out of control, and oh my god!...