[Verse 1: Wiker]
I guess that I could be considered one of the lost boys
Because back when I was a kid
I had the feeling I would never grow up
Never get a job and never have to show up
Never serve jury duty or any of that stuff
Just the thought of it happening made me want to throw up
Eventually I ran into reality
I told her I didn't want to know her and she got mad at me
Adamantly advising me to fall in line
Because if I didn't she told me that I would fall behind
But that sounds benign back where I'm coming from
Sitting way at the back of the stage
And keeping time on the kick drum
Like I'm dumb if I don't follow in the steps
Of my predecessors and I guess you think I'll come around
Like eventually I'll get my head out of the clouds
And while I'm at it get my feet back on the ground
But I got to be honest I don't like how that sounds
I don't like how it feels basically being bound
Lost and found again sitting in my cubical
Wondering if I'm alive or dead
Because I feel pretty brainless
I'm feeling pretty aimless
I'd really rather work for myself instead
Yeah, but I guess till then
I'm going to be stuck pushing pencils and pens
Going to be stuck in society's trend
But at least I'm stuck there with all my friends
[Chorus: Wiker]
Sitting in the back of my cla**
Wishing that I would never grow up
Because I see how older people live
And it's not how I want to end up
Man if we could just stay young
Relax and have more fun
Live in the moment instead of worrying
About what's going to come
[Verse2: Wiker]
Some things never change
A lot of people stay the same
I go to visit my parents and I see kids from high school
But I already forgot their names
Yeah but that's OK, I know they don't remember mine either
They come up to me and say
Hey Jason or no wait is it James?
I shake my head and say neither
But I guess I got to give them some credit
Even if they did forget it
It was pretty close and I'm not going to sweat it
In fact I'll probably forget it
And eventually it'll fade away
Out of my memory if I let it
And I got to say of all the days
Today's the day it actually pays to play the game
That preys on prey that pray in vein
That all the fame would come their way
Because this industry is ruthless
A lot of people truth-less
People discarded as soon as they seem useless
Or if they look youth-less
Because I guess if you're old
Labels think that your music won't be sold
Yeah but who really knows
Which way's the best way to go
It's hard to tell until you're looking back
When you're already at the end of the road
[Chorus: Wiker]
Sitting in the back of my cla**
Wishing that I would never grow up
Because I see how older people live
And it's not how I want to end up
Man if we could just stay young
Relax and have more fun
Live in the moment instead of worrying
About what's going to come