(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
