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Seventeen, no question that I knew everything |
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It's plain to see community college wasn't me |
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I got the call, that L.A. needed somebody like me |
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I left my girlfriend behind, I'm gonna see my name in lights |
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La Da Da, I could get used to this |
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But on record two, they signed another band that sounds just like you |
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It's nothing personal, take your songs and make your own demo |
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But this cannot be, they said they'd make a big star out of me |
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Guess I'll catch my breath, find that girl, and try again at 23 |
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La Da Da, I'll get used to it |
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La Da Da, I'll get used to the pain |
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We're better off, ya know? Who needs em, anyway? |
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If their heads get any bigger they might just float away |
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We're getting older now, and we're hungry for the truth |
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Such a shame such fun was wasted on our youth |
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Once again, I found myself with music on my hands |
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I found God, he told me it's okay to start another band |
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We had a run, until the whole thing fell apart with the economy |
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Just like that, my newfound friends had all abandoned me |
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La Da Da, I'll get used to the pain |
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La Da Da, I'm getting used to the pain |
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La Da Da, I'm getting used to it |
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La Da Da, La Da Da |
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Here I am, ten years after this soap opera began |
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Wife and child, I make up in joy what I may lack in style |
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I'm writing down the things I've always hid from in the past |
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Just today, I can finally say that I'm a lucky man |
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La Da Da, I could get used to this |
