Moving on

Lyrics
[Verse 1] My back is sore and my hands are cold And I'm not getting any younger My brain is melting out my ears And I might be getting even dumber Than I already am That's not the plan And if I'm old singing the same old songs In the same old street in the same old town Then something went extremely wrong You might as well stick me in the ground [Chorus] Oh-oh, moving on Oh-oh, moving on Oh-oh, moving on Oh-oh, moving on [Verse 2] I knew a guy who was in his pool And a bird dumped right onto his face I guess that what I'm sayin is You miss the shots that you don't take You miss the shots that you don't take [Chorus] Oh-oh, moving on Oh-oh, moving on Oh-oh, moving on Oh-oh, moving on
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Credits
- Writers
- Louie Zong