Rejoice in your naivete boy, cause it's all gone for me
  I know we lived on stupid dreams; it was all we had you see
  but when the balance totters there's no time for starry eyes
  clear your thoughts to earn the good life and then I'll call you wise
  now in the end I predict that you'll be just like me
  cause only the foolish or the blind don't want a new t.v.
  and you won't want to haunt the thrift stores when you're old and gray
  you'd better earn a packet now for all those lonely days
  I see the fire in your eyes and I wish you all the best
  but if you want to stay in my world put all of the that to rest
  there it is, I've said it, now the rest is up to you
  things were great when we were young; now march with me, its through
  if you could only see things my way, then you'd know I'm right!
  I believe you can hold on and live life in ways you choose
  confusion and my desperation are far too dear to lose
  if all of this meant nothing then you've wasted all that time
  but I can't un-tattoo my life, and that's the bottom line
  I'm not stupid and I know that everyone plays the game
  but how far you go on prefab terms is where we're not the same
  don't want to live my life today for when I'm 65
  if we all make it that far, dear god I'll be surprised
  anyway the point is this: I too wish you the best
  but when I walk down city streets I don't feel like the rest
  don't worry; I won't wave a red flag or march on the city square
  somewhere between revolution and you, you'll find me there
  if you could only see things my way, then you'd know I'm right!