rejoice in your naivete boy, cause it's all gone for me i know we lived on stupid dreams; it was all we had you see but when the balance totters there's no time for starry eyes clear your thoughts to earn the good life and then i'll call you wise now in the end i predict that you'll be just like me cause only the foolish or the blind don't want a new t.v. and you won't want to haunt the thrift stores when you're old and gray you'd better earn a packet now for all those lonely days i see the fire in your eyes and i wish you all the best but if you want to stay in my world put all of the that to rest there it is, i've said it, now the rest is up to you things were great when we were young; now march with me, its through if you could only see things my way, then you'd know i'm right! i believe you can hold on and live life in ways you choose confusion and my desperation are far too dear to lose if all of this meant nothing then you've wasted all that time but i can't un-tattoo my life, and that's the bottom line i'm not stupid and i know that everyone plays the game but how far you go on prefab terms is where we're not the same don't want to live my life today for when i'm 65 if we all make it that far, dear god i'll be surprised anyway the point is this: i too wish you the best but when i walk down city streets i don't feel like the rest don't worry; i won't wave a red flag or march on the city square somewhere between revolution and you, you'll find me there if you could only see things my way, then you'd know i'm right!