[00:00.30]Written by roger taylor
[00:14.96]It's the sad eyed goodbye
[00:20.09]Yesterday's moments i remember
[00:24.60]It's the bleak street, weak-kneed partings i recall
[00:34.50]It's the mistier mists the hazier days
[00:39.32]The brighter sun and the easier lays
[00:44.30]There's all the more reason for laughing and crying
[00:49.15]When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all
[01:03.89]It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon sundays
[01:09.10]That bored you to rages of tears
[01:13.74]The unending pleadings to waste all your good times
[01:18.77]In thoughts of your middle-aged years
[01:23.61]It's the vertical hold all the things that you're told
[01:28.54]For the everyday hero it all turns to zero
[01:33.51]And there's all the more reason
[01:36.10]For living or dying when you're young
[01:38.64]And your troubles are all very small
[01:53.54]Out here on the street we'd gather and meet
[01:58.58]And scuff up the sidewalk
[02:01.07]With endlessly restless feet
[02:03.31]Half on the time we'd broaden our minds
[02:08.09]More in the pool hall than we did in the school hall
[02:14.17]With the down town chewing gum bums
[02:18.29]Watching the night life the lights and the fun
[02:36.44]Never wanted to be the boy next door
[02:40.92]Always thought i'd be something more
[02:45.12]But it ain't easy for a small town boy
[02:50.79]It ain't easy at all
[02:55.61]Thinkin' it right and doin' it wrong
[03:00.86]It's easier from an arm chair
[03:05.63]Waves of alternatives wash over my sleepiness
[03:10.61]Have my eggs poached for breakfast i guess
[03:16.91]I think i'll be Clint Eastwood
[03:20.25]Jimi hendrix he was good
[03:25.43]Let's try william the conqueror
[03:30.36]Now who else do i like?