I Aspire To Be What I Already Was
This is a song about an old fart (in other words, me) missing the mojo of youth. Being old sucks.
The lyrics are:
I think maybe I'll find other people who feel fucked
My throat burned fierce and my eyes sang with with passion
Many years ago
My mind was clear, and I moved in cool fashion
Many years ago
But things don't always stay the same
Things can start to suck
No they don't always stay the same
Sometimes you say "fuck"
And I aspire to be what I already was
Was, was, was, was
And I aspire to be. aspire to be
What I already was, already was
Aspire to be aspire to be
what I already was, already was, was was was was was
The sunshine entered my brain through my retinas many years ago
Younger than young, I was dead-set on getting the suns eternal glow
But the rain fell like tears from God telling me I am old
And I am now no longer hot; I'm ugly as a toad
And I aspire to be what I already was
Was, was, was, was
And I aspire to be, aspire to be
What I already was, already was
I aspire to be , aspire to be
What I already was, already was
My brain was a different kind of beast then
When I was young, I did not care the least when
Old people said this will not last forever, man
I was invincible, I felt so grand
I wish I had even 10% of what
Ambition and passion I had when I was young but
Disappointment comes down like a big rain storm
I had better self esteem before my brain formed
All the way - my younger days are when I felt free
Now I say, I feel gray, old and without glee
Now I aspire to be what used to be
I feel dumb and I can see I'm not that young me
Was, was, was, was
Was, was, was, was
I aspire to be, I aspire to be
My brain was a different kind of beast then
When I was young, I did not care the least when
Old people said this will not last forever, man
I was invincible, I felt so grand
I wish I had even 10% of what
Ambition and passion I had when I was young but
Disappointment comes down like a big rain storm
I had better self esteem before my brain formed
All the way - my younger days are when I felt free
Now I say, I feel gray, old and without glee
Now I aspire to be what used to be
I feel dumb and I can see I'm not that young me
Was, was, was, was
Was, was, was, was
I aspire to be, I aspire to be
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