(1... 2... 3... 4...) I ain't on no forward path I keep slipping, slipping backwards Time moves on, I'm sleeping in the past I woke up coughing, getting fat Losing hair and all of that My dreams, my future slipping through the cracks Ahhh... ahhh... ahhh... I ain't left my happy home And I ain't ventured out alone No I won't leave my little comfort zone But I walk around, I lie a lot They call those things that I ain't got Mid-life crisis waiting down the block Ahhh... ahhh... ahhh... Ba ba ba, ba ba ba Ba ba ba, ba ba ba