Motorbike

I can't believe we're gettin' this old
 October is a blowin' in cold
 Put off all the bad advice
 And put on your leather coat
 Don't think about what you had
 That thinkin' only makes you sad
 Will my love fall back again
 Like an angel in the snow?
 I've got big, big dreams
 But I still ain't got no motorbike
 And there's no money from the likes of what I love
 And it seems, it seems
 Me and my friends won't make it through
 'Cause I still draw on dumb tattoo I'm thinking of
 City livin' isn't livin' quite right
 Scared of sitting at a traffic light
 Pretty pigeon ain't a pretty sight
 In a puddle, eatin' dirt
 Staring at a broken telephone
 Disconnected, and I feel alone
 Just tell me what I used to know
 And nobody here gets hurt
 I've got big, big dreams
 But I still ain't got no motorbike
 And there's no money from the likes of what I love
 And it seems, it seems
 Me and my friends won't make it through
 'Cause I still draw on dumb tattoo I'm thinking of
 When it's the present we hate the past
 Everybody grows up too fast
 When I was looking through the looking glass
 I looked past being young
 Disappointment comes as you grow
 My generation's not a TV show
 And you can tell the fuckin' radio
 That our songs have not been sung
 I've got big, big dreams
 But I still ain't got no motorbike
 And there's no money from the likes of what I love
 And it seems, it seems
 Me and my friends won't make it through
 'Cause I still draw on dumb tattoo I'm thinking of
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 I can't believe we're gettin' this old
 October is a blowin' in cold
 Put off all the bad advice
 And put on your leather coat