First World Blues

It's hard being young
All day, waiting on the sun
Oh, and you can't escape
First world blues is still strong

Don't want to land on my ass again
Happens now and then
I don't want to spill my heart for you
If I don't know that you'd love me to

It's hard being young
I've been saying it all my life
Oh, but I can't explain
Why the first world blues is still strong

Cadillacs, diamond rings
Bass guitar with flat wound strings
Living through the greatest tragedies
Greens, white bread, chicken wings
Shuffling after our drinks
Gonna find out what our Mama thinks

Was fun growing old
Oh, with my favorite girl
Oh, but I can't quit crying
When I think about
The first world blues
It's still strong

Wish I'd known I'd live this long
Singing sappy songs
That I'd want to pour my heart out for you
Because I know that you love me, too

Cadillacs, diamond rings
Bass guitars with flat wound strings
Living through the greatest tragedies
Tenor sax, guitar leads
Shuffling happy hour drinks
Gonna find out what our Mama thinks

It's hard being young
It's hard being young
It's hard being young
It's hard being young
Young



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Aven
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