no one makes much sense anymore
they always wanna do what they can't
and then they faithfully say they can and will
but i don't know why they ain't
it takes a lot to do a lot
and i've gotten good at the game
so why don't we all quit at the topic of same
now rock 'n' roll's not a bag of tricks
it's a thing just like building ships
you gotta do good like you know you should
and as time goes by you can't slip
it takes a yearn to live and learn
you must pull yourself from the shame
of growing up still trapped in the topic of same
no i ain't rich 'cause the rest are poor
i'd like to join my similar clublick
but time keeps pushing me on and away
ain't got to wave to the public
it takes some wrong to sing this song
and that's why you're thinking my name
"why can't he be less moore for the regula?"