My time is spent between the withering hours and the ones who have given in.

Time flies like an arrow baby in a wheelbarrow swaying where the wind blows static on the radio now. Bats eat fireflies look at how the time flies baby in a wheelbarrow static on the radio now. Stayed up all night looking at the moonlight, saw another bat fly and a firefly die, no more grapes left, no more tapes left, no more time left no more space left, I think that the DJ left his booth, I'm staring at the roof and there's static on the radio now. Time flies like an arrow, I will be a man tomorrow the world is quiet there's a rainbow on the TV now. I will stay awake the tooth fairy wont take all my teeth away a rainbow on the TV now. Take my teeth to the cemetery, don't walk up the spiral stairway, monkeys and babies are scary, my mom is not the tooth fairy, I think that the DJ left his booth, I'm staring at the roof and there's static on the radio now. There are rainbows, There are daisies, sweet old ladies, bats and babies, There are no babes in wheelbarrows, no tooth fairies, no tomorrows. Wheres my past and wheres my future? When did the DJ leave his booth, When did the wheelbarrow fall off the roof, and where did the tooth fairy put my tooth? Time flies like an arrow, I will be a man tomorrow, world is quiet and theres static on the radio, I will stay awake the tooth won't take all my teeth away static on the radio. I think the DJ left his booth I'm staring at the roof and there's static on the radio now.

Back when I was 4 and I knew the name of every dinosaur I knew how to read ROM comic books My babysitter said I was really smart When the lights went out everything changed The radio music made me feel strange And I had a real bad dream about a gorilla in the bathroom Back when I was 6 and I took some things real serious And I thought that every song that came on the radio Was referring to strange sexual acts Because they thought I wouldn't know the facts And being small is hard and no one ever tells you how And back when I was 8 I would sit outside on an old milk crate And look out at the world from the stoop across the street The boomboxes and the hot concrete And every Halloween they hung A million rubber skeletons across ninth street. And back when I was 12 or so I swear to god I never felt so low Everyone but me was making out and eating cookies I had more than my brain could stand I threw my life in a garbage can I felt so weird I had to disappear In crying suicide disease. At 15 getting stoned felt good and it sent me back to childhood And nothing ever mattered to me more than that. But then 16 became eclipse My brain became apocalypse I was lost and found and I've never been the same. And back when I was 22 I left the best thing that I knew and I gave it up for fortune and for fame I played like I didn't know how I shocked the world I wowed the crowd But I deserved more than what they gave Back when I was 27 still nothing had been forgiven Clay turns into rock and rock just sits So sitting on a crowded beach I'd pretend I was a leech And I'd stick to things here and there for a little bit And back when I was 31 I knew I'd become what I'd become Nothing left to reveal And there was nowhere else to turn So shocked and withered dumb and bitter And in need of a babysitter I'd gladly let my hand fall off and burn burn burn Back when I turned the big 4-0 I realized just how much there was to go And I started to think that being alone forever Wasn't where it was at So I took my head out of the window And I taught myself how to love real fast I started talking about painting With a woman in the laundromat And back when I was 50 and my first wife had just left me I felt okay and I sang my daughter Funny little songs And just when I thought the best was past I fell in love for real at last And it didn't even matter that it had taken me so long And back when I was 63 the public rediscovered me My comic books and albums had all become rare cult-collector items And both my parents were deceased So they didn't see my records get re-released And I got a dog for the first time in my life And back when I was 74 my dog died and I got two more I still felt really good about my daughter And also about my girlfriend And I would sing and draw a little bit But mostly I'd just wake up early and sit And hang out with the puppies and wish that I could live forever And back when I was 87 and my grandson had just turned eleven My woman was dead And my dogs were getting pretty old My body didn't work quite like it should But overall things were pretty good I was getting decent royalties from the reissued comic books and records And back when I was 106 My only friend Was one goldfish Everyone I ever knew was dead and gone And the goldfish never had a name And the neighbors thought I was insane And I flushed it down the toilet when I saw it floating upside down And back when I was 128 I'd sit outside on an old milk crate And look out at the world from the stoop across the street The boomboxes and the hot concrete And every Halloween they hung A million rubber skeletons across ninth street Every Halloween they hung A million rubber skeletons Every Halloween they hung A million rubber skeletons Every Halloween they hung A million rubber skeletons