Oh, you December boys got it bad
Songs of losers and dreamers can be such a drag
Birthdays and graduations through a telephone
Another son of a son of a rolling stone

Now, there’s gonna come a time when your little world’s coming apart
Cause there’s a million little girls just dying to break your heart

Jackson, don’t worry, you’re a good man’s son
But damn, you should’ve seen us back when we were young
The toughest set of kids that the mohawk had ever seen
Jackson, don’t you worry, you’re a good man’s son
See, your daddy and me, we were born to run
Ain’t nothing’s gonna change but ain’t nothing gonna stay the same

Questions are many but the answers are few
Each and every one coming down on you
In a box in the closet at the end of the hall
Are our best guesses to them, one and all

Now, there’s gonna come a time when your little world’s coming apart
Cause this whole world is just dying to break your heart

Jackson, don’t worry, you’re a good man’s son
But damn, you should’ve seen us back when we were young
The toughest set of kids that the mohawk had ever seen
Jackson, don’t you worry, you’re a good man’s son
See, your daddy and me, we were born to run
Ain’t nothing gonna change but ain’t nothing gonna stay the same

Jackson, don’t worry, you’re a good man’s son
But damn, you should’ve seen us back when we were young
The toughest set of kids that the mohawk had ever seen
Jackson, don’t worry, you’re a good man’s son
Tramps like us, we were born to run
Ain’t nothing gonna change but ain’t nothing gonna stay the same


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