You're older than you've ever been
But you'll never be this young again
Who gives a fuck, all mirrors suck
You're riding high
Your life was made for music
and you know what you're doing
Rev the crowd, let's get loud
While we're alive
Music Man
the hourglass keeps losing sand
and the less there is, the heavier the load
Music Man
the magic music from your hands
takes the heart of lead and turns it into gold
Old routines for brand new shows
Stage man says its time to go
Pour a cup, then drink it up
and grab your hat
Crowd is strapped in for the ride
You're breaking through to the other side
Time has come, we hear the drum
No turning back
Music Man
through dark times and troubled lands
all that you create lights the way back home
Music Man
We all hope you understand
in the roughest waves, you are an anchor stone
So play on, play on!
Make it loud, keep it strong.
Music Man, strike up the band.
We'll sing along.