The Amoebas - Fleet Center Anthem

Do you remember the good times? (NO!)
Me neither
I was dumb and drunk and broke and
An underachiever
Maybe I am better off these days
I don't know
But I'll keep on plucking out the grays
So they don't show
If youth is wasted on the young
You could say I never grew up
I didn't decide to age gracefully
I just sort of gave up
In my mind, I'm twenty two
But my body feels sixty five
If I can't turn back the hands of time
I should try to enjoy the ride
At least that's what I've got figured out
At least that's what I've got figured out
At least that's what I've got figured out
I'm of two minds about this
and they're entwined like Castor and Pollux
It seems that one mind is being a bastard
While the other one is speaking bollocks
Which is the greater crime
Denial or resignation?
Is it strange to puff your chest and then dodge confrontation?
A mix and match mélange of moods
A disappointing stop
To the righteous indignation that once
Fueled my every thought
We all get old or else we die
There is no other choice
And now I wonder why I felt
Compelled to share my voice
At least that's what I've got figured out
At least that's what I've got figured out
At least that's what I've got figured out
I knew everything there was to know
At seventeen
The only thing I didn't get
Was why people disagreed with me
And if I could, I'd tell that naïve boy to cut that shit
At least it's easier now for this old man to admit
That I was wrong
I was wrong
(it's not so easy to admit when you fucked up)
I was wrong
(all right, let's rock now!)
I was wrong
(It's necessary to admit when you fucked up)
I was wrong
(It's necessary to admit)
At least that's what I've got figured out
At least that's what I've got figured out
At least that's what I've got figured out

Written by:
Christopher Neal

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