[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