Good morning, son.
 I am a bird
 Wearing a brown polyester shirt
 You want a coke?
 Maybe some fries?
 The roast [bad word] #39;s only $9.95
 It's okay, you don't have to pay
 I've got all the change

 Everybody knows
 It hurts to grow up
 And everybody does
 It's so weird to be back here
 Let me tell you what
 The years go on and
 We're still fighting it, we're still fighting it
 And you're so much like me
 I'm sorry

 Good morning, son
 In twenty years from now
 Maybe we'll both sit down and have a few beers
 And I can tell you 'bout today
 And how I picked you up and everything changed
 It was pain
 Sunny days and rain
 I knew you'd feel the same things

 Everybody knows
 It sucks to grow up
 And everybody does
 It's so weird to be back here.
 Let me tell you what
 The years go on and
 We're still fighting it, we're still fighting it
 You'll try and try and one day you'll fly
 Away from me

 Good morning, son
 I am a bird

 It was pain
 Sunny days and rain
 I knew you'd feel the same things

 Everybody knows
 Tt hurts to grow up
 And everybody does
 It's so weird to be back here.
 Let me tell you what
 The years go on and
 We're still fighting it, we're still fighting it
 Oh, we're still fighting it, we're still fighting it

 And you're so much like me
 I'm sorry