text: Hey old man in womens shoes, I
  Wonder if he knows I think hes crazy
  When he was young did he have dreams of
  Wearing womens shoes and being crazy?
  It makes me wonder when I grow to be that age
  Will I be walking down the street begging for your spare change?
  Or will I grow that old? Will I still be around?
  The way I carry on, Ill end up six feet underground and waste away
  When the old man was in school
  Did the golden rules make him go crazy?
  Or did he hide away from hopes
  Behind a smile and smoking dope? Its crazy
  It makes me wonder when I grow to be that age
  Will I be walking down the street begging for your spare change?
  Or will I grow that old? Will I still be around?
  The way I carry on, Ill end up six feet underground and waste away
  And it seems so frightening
  Time passes by like lightning
  Before you know it, youre struck down
  I always waste my time on
  My chemical emotions
  It keeps my head spinning around
  And waste away...
  It seems so frightening
  Time passes by like lightning
  Before you know it, youre struck down
  I always waste my time on
  My chemical emotions
  It keeps my head spinning around
  Waste away...