Still Fighting It

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Ben Folds (Бен Фолдс)
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Текст песни:
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 $9.95
It's ok, you don't have to pay.
I've got all the change.

Everybody knows it hurts to grow up
And everybody does, it's so wierd to be back here.
Let me tell you what, the years go on and we're still fighting,
And 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 about 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, it's so wierd to be back here.
Let me tell you what, the years go on and we're still fighting,
And we're still fighting it.

You'll try, and try
And one day, you'll fly away from me.

Good morning son, I am a bird

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, it so wierd to be back here.
Let me tell you what, the years go on and we're still fighting,
And we're still fighting it. Oh, we're still fighting,
and we're still fighting it.
And you're so much like me, I'm sorry.