When I was a little boy
Mama said you're gonna break your toy
Just slow down
Just slow down

I was only seventeen
Finding out that the world was mean
I know now
I know now

What happened to the good old days?
Why'd they have to go away?
Oh, ain't it a shame
Oh, ahead of the game
Oh, ain't it a shame
Oh, Oh, Oh

(Here we go)
Now the years have turned to miles
Maybe later, after a while
I'll slow down
I'll slow down

Go to school, get a job
Pay the bills while my joy is robbed
I know now
I know now
We're never gonna get away
From dreaming of the good old days
Oh, ain't it a shame
Oh, ahead of the game
Oh, ain't it a shame
Oh, Oh, Oh

I know there's got to be a reason
Even though it's still untold
I'm hoping for a change in season
'Cause my heart is growing old
I can't give it away, give it away
I can't give it away, give it away
I can't give it away, give it away
I can't give it away, give it away

Oh, ain't it a shame
Oh, ahead of the game
Oh, ain't it a shame
Oh, Oh, Oh