Glee nowadayshot honey rag

You can like the life you're living
You can live the life you like
You can even marry Harry
But mess around with Ike
And that's good, isn't it?
Grand isn't it? Great, isn't it?
Swell, isn't it?
Fun, isn't it?
But nothing stays
In fifty years or so
It's gonna change, you know
But, oh, it's heaven nowadays
And all that jazz