Hey old man in woman's shoes

I wonder if he knows I think

he's crazy

When he was young did he have

dreams of wearing woman's 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 I'll end up

and waste away...



When the old man was in school

Did the golden rule make him

go crazy

Or did he hide away from hopes

Behind a smile and smoking

dope

It's crazy



It seems so frightening

Time passes by like lightning

Before you know it you're struck

down

I always waste my time on

My chemical emotions

It keeps my head spinning around.