Salad Days

Wishing for the days When I first wore this suit Baby has grown older It's no longer cute Too many voices They've made me mute Baby has grown ugly It's no longer cute But I stay on, I stay on Where do I get off? On to greener pastures The core has gotten soft Look at us today We've gotten soft and fat Waiting for the moment It's just no coming back So serious About the stuff we lack Dwell upon our memories But there are no facts But I stay on, I stay on Where do I get off? On to greener pastures The core has gotten soft Wishing for the days When I first wore this suit Baby has grown older It's no longer cute Too many voices They've made me mute Baby has grown ugly It's no longer cute But I stay on, I stay on Where do I get off? On to greener pastures The core has gotten soft