[00:00.00] 作词 : Slick
[00:09.86]Lather was thirty years old today.
[00:13.42]They took away all of his toys.
[00:16.72]
[00:17.60]His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,
[00:22.03]About his old friends who'd stopped being boys.
[00:25.27]
[00:26.65]There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned thirty-three,
[00:30.94]His leather chair waits at the bank.
[00:34.56]
[00:35.55]And Sergeant Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old,
[00:39.44]
[00:40.06]Commanding his very own tank.
[00:42.93]
[00:44.49]But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
[00:48.74]To lie about nude in the sand,
[00:52.04]
[00:53.10]Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps
[00:57.53]And thrashing the air with his hands.
[01:00.94]
[01:04.49]But wait, ol' Lather's productive, you know,
[01:08.36]He produces the finest of sound,
[01:11.54]
[01:12.60]Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose,
[01:17.22]Snorting the best licks in town,
[01:21.48]
[01:34.78]But that's all over...
[01:36.46]
[01:44.96]Lather was thirty years old today
[01:48.02]
[01:48.64]And lather came foam from his tongue.
[01:52.01]
[01:52.82]He looked at me, eyes wide, and plainly saying,
[01:57.32]"Is it true that I'm no longer young?"
[02:00.75]
[02:01.62]And the children call him famous,
[02:06.05]What the old men call insane.
[02:09.61]
[02:10.48]And sometimes, he's so nameless,
[02:14.73]That he hardly knows what game to play,
[02:18.60]
[02:19.16]Which words to say.
[02:20.72]
[02:21.53]And I should have told him, 'No, you're not old.'
[02:25.79]And I should have let him go on... smiling... babywide.