At the tender age of thirty one and a half
Had my mind blown out by the sound of everything
Now I spin my wheels in the places we know too well
Son, don't let your family down
The stock chart's cursed and all you ever see is the ground
Son, don't let your family down
In my golden years, I'll stick around for a while
Give up your dorm room dreams, they're someone else's past life
Son, don't let your family down
The stock chart's cursed and all you ever see is the ground
Son, don't let your family down
Son, don't let your family down
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