wishing for the days

when i first wore this suit

baby has grown older

it's no longer cute

too many voices

they have made me mute

baby has grown ugly

it's no longer cute



but on, i stay on, where do i get off?

on to greener pastures

the core has gotten soft



look at us today

we've gotten soft and fat

waiting for the moment

it's just not coming back

man we're so serious

about the stuff we lack

dwell upon our memories

but there are no facts



but on i stay on where do i get off?

on to greener pastures

the core is getting soft



do you remember the time (i don't know)

we'll call these our salad days