This is absolute torture
We read The New Yorker
And fight over what kind of take-out to order
Places we had never seen
Mountain tops and evergreen
And everyday you got just a little bit shorter
Well, the TV made a promise
To show us who our God is
A thousand dollar seminar out in the Bahamas
Well, the TV made a promise
It looked at me, I saw it
We all just wanna be kids again
But the kids just keep on givin' in
Well, we all just wanna be kids again
But you can't buy back your innocence
Give me something I would kill for
Sell it to me on a billboard
It was absolute torture
We read The New Yorker
We fight over what kind of movie to order
At break [?] she'd take a power-walk
Come back home and shower off
And everyday you got just a little bit shorter
Well, the TV made a promise
To show us who our God is
A thousand dollar seminar out in the Bahamas
Well, the TV made a promise
It looked at me, I saw it
We all just wanna be kids again
But the kids just keep on givin' in
Well, we all just wanna be kids again
But you can't buy back your innocence
We all just wanna be kids again

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