Still Fighting It

Good morning, son. I am a bird Wearing a brown polyester shirt You want a coke? Maybe some fries? The roast beef combos only $9.95 Its okay, you don't have to pay I've got all the cha - ange Everybody knows It hurts to grow up And everybody does It's 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 In 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 sa - ame things Everybody knows It sucks to grow up And everybody does It's so weird to be back here. Let me tell you what The years go on and We're still fighting it, were still fighting it You'll try and try and one day youll fly Away from me (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) (good morning, son) It was pain Sunny days and rain I knew you'd feel the sa - ame things Everybody knows It sucks to grow up And everybody does It's 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 Lyrics - www.lyricsfreak.com Chords and Lyrics improvements - Sergio Barros 2006