Still Fighting It Lyrics - Ben Folds Five

Good morning, son 

I am a bird 

Wearing a brown polyester shirt 

You want a coke? 

Maybe some fries? 

The roast beef combo's only $9.95 

It's okay, you don't have to pay 

I've got all the change 

Everybody knows 

It hurts to grow up 

And everybody does 

It's so weird to be back here 

Let me tell you what 

The years go on and 

We're still fighting it, we're still fighting it 

And you're so much like me 

I'm sorry 

Good morning, son 

In twenty years from now 

Maybe we'll both sit down and have a few beers 

And I can tell you 'bout today 

And how I picked you up and everything changed 

It was pain 

Sunny days and rain 

I knew you'd feel the same things 

Everybody knows 

It sucks to grow up 

And everybody does 

It's so weird to be back here 

Let me tell you what 

The years go on and 

We're still fighting it, we're still fighting it 

You'll try and try and one day you'll fly 

Away from me 

Good morning, son 

I am a bird 

It was pain 

Sunny days and rain 

I knew you'd feel the same things 

Everybody knows 

It hurts to grow up 

And everybody does 

It's so weird to be back here 

Let me tell you what 

The years go on and 

We're still fighting it, we're still fighting it 

And you're so much like me 

I'm sorry