Drowse - Remastered 2011

It's the sad-eyed goodbye, yesterday moments I remember
 It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings I recall
 It's the mistier mist
 The hazier days
 The brighter sun
 And the easier lays
 There's all the more reason for laughing and crying
 When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all
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 It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays
 That bored you to rages of tears
 The unending pleadings to waste all your good times
 In thoughts of your middle-aged years
 It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told
 For the everyday hero, it all turns to zero
 And there's all the more reason for living or dying
 When you're young and your troubles are all very small
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 Out here on the street
 We'd gather and meet
 And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet
 Half of the time
 We'd broaden our minds
 More in the poolhall than we did in the school hall
 With the downtown chewing-gum bums
 Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun
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 Never wanted to be the boy next door
 Always thought I'd be something more
 But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy
 It ain't easy at all
 Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong
 It's easier from an armchair
 Waves of alternatives
 Wash at my sleepiness
 Have my eggs poached for breakfast, I guess
 I think I'll be Clint Eastwood
 Jimi Hendrix, he was good
 William The Conqueror
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 Now, who else do I like?