Nobody never stays round here You really need to make a change Even when you don’t have a choice Time flies for everybody, for real And we just sit down at the living room While our stomachs are growing up While our old problems are getting old Soon we will have bills to pay Soon our dreams, they will fly away Now we don’t care about the time But what are we going to do with our kids? Even we’re just a bunch of teenagers Once deads, our lives will get bored And we just turned on the computer But this spring is not good for some ones Sometimes we just want to throw it all away Life never made much sense at all For people made of feelings and songs