Too Old
(Way too old)
(Way too old)
From your gilded glass house
You're hurling rocks
You want to see me shamed, displayed in stocks
What you fail to see
Is you don't scare me a bit
'Cause I'm too old for this shit
(Way too old)
It's just a little white lie
From a little white guy
And it never really made much sense
Put a little more time into metre and rhyme
Put the Eggman on that fence
And Humpty's gonna fall (fall down)
Humpty's gonna fall (break your crown)
Keep your head on a swivel
Watch what you say
The devil you don't know wants to see you pay
What was funny one time
Is a crime today
And it never goes away
This life can be really weird for me
For my children and my wife
Sticks and stones used to break my bones
But now words can end my life
'Cause everything's a bomb
Everything's a bomb
There's no end in sight as we fight for right
'Til we fill up all the jails
When you're swinging your hammer
Slinging your grammar
Everybody looks like nails
The hammer's gonna fall
Your hammer's gonna fall
From your gilded glass house
You're hurling rocks
You want to see me shamed, displayed in stocks
What you fail to see
Is you don't scare me a bit
'Cause I'm too old for this shit (way too old)
Way too old for this shit (way too old)
(Way too old)
From your gilded glass house
You're hurling rocks
You want to see me shamed, displayed in stocks
What you fail to see
Is you don't scare me a bit
'Cause I'm too old for this shit
(Way too old)
It's just a little white lie
From a little white guy
And it never really made much sense
Put a little more time into metre and rhyme
Put the Eggman on that fence
And Humpty's gonna fall (fall down)
Humpty's gonna fall (break your crown)
Keep your head on a swivel
Watch what you say
The devil you don't know wants to see you pay
What was funny one time
Is a crime today
And it never goes away
This life can be really weird for me
For my children and my wife
Sticks and stones used to break my bones
But now words can end my life
'Cause everything's a bomb
Everything's a bomb
There's no end in sight as we fight for right
'Til we fill up all the jails
When you're swinging your hammer
Slinging your grammar
Everybody looks like nails
The hammer's gonna fall
Your hammer's gonna fall
From your gilded glass house
You're hurling rocks
You want to see me shamed, displayed in stocks
What you fail to see
Is you don't scare me a bit
'Cause I'm too old for this shit (way too old)
Way too old for this shit (way too old)
Credits
Writer(s): Ed Robertson
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