Tired Of Doing Things
But that was long ago
There were swimming holes and the Vaudeville
They gave way to this
Bronze turned itself slowly into iron
And here we are today
If what you say has a grain of truth
The age of rust is soon
Please, it's not a thing just to bring you down
It's just a passing phase
But who'll believe your piano played itself
A long forgotten air
CHORUS
The Golden Age, it'll never fade away
Today just don't seem the same
The Golden Age, it'll never fade away
If you were there
There will a
Strange Little Girl
one day you see a strange little girl look at you
one day you see a strange little girl feeling blue
she'd run to the town one day
leaving home and the country fair
just beware
when you're there
strange little girl
she didn't know how to live in a town that was rough
it didn't take long before she knew she had enough
walking home in her wrapped up world
she survived but she's feeling old
and she found all things cold
strange little girl
where are you going?
strange little girl
where are you going?
do you know where you could be going?
walking home in her wrapped up world
she survived but she's feeling old
cuz she found all things cold
strange little girl
where are you going?
do you know where you could be going?