Getting Old - The Bombers

Times are hard, but I don’t mind

I’m still kickin?

and jumpin?

alright

I don’t feel the pressure and I don’t understand

All these things that are happening to me

I’m just still the same

The same of yesterday

I did not change

Not even a goddamn thing

And you did not change, you know!

So stop to think of getting old

Goddamn just let it roll

Old, old

Forget about getting old

Let the kids play their blues

Let us drink and make our fuzz

Stop judging us, stop to complain man

We love the music, it eases the pain

I’m just still the same

The same of yesterdays

I did not change

Not even a goddamn thing

And you did not change, you know

So stop to think of getting old

Goddamn just let it roll

Old, old

Forget about getting old

Old, old

Goddamn just let it roll

Cah?

mi said New words, new sound, new power

The future is now so we need fuh look forward

Nah mattah fuh di worry dem?

n fuh wha dem seh

System promote too much tricks

fuh di yutes dem mind, friend

So nuff ah dem go walk like a mummies, like zombies

Truth dat di whole dem ah blind

How much more shit dem promote

More shit people quick gwan fuh buy

So step out getting old and live di new every time

New philosophy, new style, di new nevah die

Iver and Iver mi live inna Ites, I man livity is Rastafari

Old, old

Forget about getting old

Old, old

Goddamn just let it roll

Getting older, getting older

Just let it roll