Android

Hey old man in woman's shoes
I wonder if he knows I think he's crazy
When he was young did he have dreams
Of wearing woman's shoes and being crazy?

It makes me wonder when I grow to be that age
Will I be walking down the street begging for your spare change

Or will I grow that old?
Will I still be around?
The way I carry on I'll end up
Six feet underground
And waste away...

When the old man was in school
Did the golden rule make him go crazy
Or did he hide away from hopes
Behind a smile and smoking dope
It's crazy

It makes me wonder when I grow to be that age
Will I be walking down the street begging for your spare change

Or will I grow that old?
Will I still be around?
The way I carry on I'll end up
Six feet underground
And waste away...

It seems so frightening
Time passes by like lightning
Before you know it you're struck down
I always waste my time on my chemical emotions
It keeps my head spinning around
And waste away...

It seems so frightening
Time passes by like lightning
Before you know it you're struck down
I always waste my time on my chemical emotions
It keeps my head spinning around
And waste away...

Android

Hey viejo con zapatos de mujer
Me pregunto si el sabe que
Yo pienso que está loco
Cuando el estaba joven soñaba
Con usar zapatos de mujer
Y ser un loco
Eso me hace preguntarme que
Cuando esté en esa edad
Caminaré por la calle
Suplicando por tu dinero
Llegaré a esa edad?
Estaré vivo para entonces?
Por la manera en que vivo
Terminaré a seis pies bajo tierra
Como desperdicio...
Cuando el viejo estaba en la escuela
Las reglas de oro lo volvian loco
O se escondio de sus esperanzas
Detrás de una sonrisa y fumando drogas
Es loco
Parece tan espantoso
El tiempo pasa volando
Antes que lo sepas estás muerto
Yo siempre desperdicio mi tiempo
En mis emociones químicas
Que mantienen a mi cabeza dando vueltas
Como desperdicio...