Take a rest
Take a break
Man you're gonna hit the wall
No one here
Wants to try to catch a guy
Who wants to fall
This ain't like the old days
Shit parades
Don't get you a pretty girl anymore, no no
Take a walk
Take a seat
What's with all the vitriol
Ease up on the curtain call
Give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Nothing goes to 11
When you're this far from 21
Don't get me wrong
It was greatness
Getting wasted at the top of our lungs
But give it up son
You're just too old to die young
What's the rush
The Beatles been broken up since 70-some
Is it cause
The ramparts you watched
Were down in Baltimore?
I wish I had a time machine
And a beer
We could have been everclear
Oh yeah, no no
And at your age
Buddy, you won't even have to bleach your hair
Sure, maybe it isn't fair
Give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Nothing goes to 11
When you're this far from 21
Don't get me wrong
It was greatness
Getting wasted at the top of our lungs
But give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Well little boys and girls wanna be something
But big kids can't be everything
With all your subtraction and addiction
You're gonna end up without anything
Funny thing bout being interesting
Is no one else thinks so but you
So what you say, stop reading the news
Give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Nothing goes to 11
When you're this far from 21
Don't get me wrong
It was greatness
Getting wasted at the top of our lungs
But give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Give it up son
You're just too old to die young
Give it up son
You're just too old to die young