LEARN LYRICS

A few years ago my hair went gray

For the first time I hit the brakes

Unsure if I was the only fool

Or the last one who truly believed

Wondering if for my crew it was nothing but a job

Through the years they had kids, I only records and tours

Never grew up like Peter Pan

With vertigo, alone, trapped in the studio

Han Solo, in graphite

I came in here as a kid

I signed every contract, I trusted

Like with a dad, just being on stage was enough

Then everyone was always on vacation

Me alone there busting my a*s

Maybe I treated him like a father

While he treated me like a dummy

Why make new stuff if people already adore you

And in the end they fall in love only with novelty

Almost like they're saying you're old, out of style

This stuff won't work if it's done at your age

I paid and walked out like at the bar

The penalty with a lifetime of savings

At the price of freedom

I'd broken even and wondered what sense it made

But why didn't you die young twenty years ago

Starting again from less than zero

And finally lifting the veil

And really telling you

Not the winning image people try to sell

Of themselves

I don't want to live in a skyscraper

Just spit a bit of poison back

And really tell my story, the show resumes

Welcome to everyone like me

Last Christmas I was down in the cellar

I was crying over the moving boxes

Because when you've seen the world from the top, after

You're trapped at the top like a mouse

A successful man isn't always a man of worth

When the price hits all at once: writer's block

Copying yourself spares less pain

Than carving cuts in your heart

Looking for words in the blood

I'd better pull myself together

Or maybe you pick me up by chance

Because among those who had kids, nobody planned it here

My life is this theater

And when they turn off the lights

I won't have even one regret

If I've lived like a true goonie

And on the street they call me uncle

It's Philadelphia and I'm Rocky

Maybe it's because instead of one child, God

Gave me two million nephews

I listened to my stuff like I'd never done before

From scratch it was better back then, rap and roll and decadence

I found it genuine but you can tell I was caught up

Still mourning the ending of the first band

And the one I thought was my real brother

Two kids who from nothing put together a gang

A friendship that ended, like always in life

Because of women, politics, pride and filthy cash