100 Years Lyrics
| Song | 100 Years |
| Artist | Blues Traveler |
| Album | Cover Yourself |
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| Lyrics：John Popper Music：John Popper | |
| The sun is warm as the day is long | |
| I just got the feeling I can do no wrong | |
| I've got a long way to walk | |
| Can't afford my next meal | |
| I tell a few lies but my hunger is real | |
| And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Mademoiselle tell me do you play | |
| Well, if she shakes her head, well then that's okay | |
| I watch her walk away in haste | |
| There's just no accounting for some people's taste, | |
| And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Big angry man in the doorway there | |
| Just keep on walking like I don't care | |
| Why you giving such an evil eye | |
| Could it be you were ignored by every passerby | |
| And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Play in the park for tobacco and food | |
| Then I excuse myself but they think I'm rude | |
| Tourist don't want me to end his show | |
| But this colorful attraction got places to go | |
| And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Sit at the pier watch the sun go down | |
| Another lost little boy in a big old town | |
| I want to laugh I want to cry | |
| But no matter how hard I may try | |
| It won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| It won't mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years |
| Lyrics: John Popper Music: John Popper | |
| The sun is warm as the day is long | |
| I just got the feeling I can do no wrong | |
| I' ve got a long way to walk | |
| Can' t afford my next meal | |
| I tell a few lies but my hunger is real | |
| And it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Mademoiselle tell me do you play | |
| Well, if she shakes her head, well then that' s okay | |
| I watch her walk away in haste | |
| There' s just no accounting for some people' s taste, | |
| And it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Big angry man in the doorway there | |
| Just keep on walking like I don' t care | |
| Why you giving such an evil eye | |
| Could it be you were ignored by every passerby | |
| And it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Play in the park for tobacco and food | |
| Then I excuse myself but they think I' m rude | |
| Tourist don' t want me to end his show | |
| But this colorful attraction got places to go | |
| And it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Sit at the pier watch the sun go down | |
| Another lost little boy in a big old town | |
| I want to laugh I want to cry | |
| But no matter how hard I may try | |
| It won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| It won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years |
| Lyrics: John Popper Music: John Popper | |
| The sun is warm as the day is long | |
| I just got the feeling I can do no wrong | |
| I' ve got a long way to walk | |
| Can' t afford my next meal | |
| I tell a few lies but my hunger is real | |
| And it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Mademoiselle tell me do you play | |
| Well, if she shakes her head, well then that' s okay | |
| I watch her walk away in haste | |
| There' s just no accounting for some people' s taste, | |
| And it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Big angry man in the doorway there | |
| Just keep on walking like I don' t care | |
| Why you giving such an evil eye | |
| Could it be you were ignored by every passerby | |
| And it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Play in the park for tobacco and food | |
| Then I excuse myself but they think I' m rude | |
| Tourist don' t want me to end his show | |
| But this colorful attraction got places to go | |
| And it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| Sit at the pier watch the sun go down | |
| Another lost little boy in a big old town | |
| I want to laugh I want to cry | |
| But no matter how hard I may try | |
| It won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| It won' t mean a thing in a hundred years | |
| No, it won' t mean a thing in a hundred years |
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