Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

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Chris Farrell
Chris Farrell
Songwriter

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Next to me sat a pretty young thing
She was smoking her pipe and wearing an eyebrow ring
So I asked her "how do I stay young?"
'Cause we all fear we're slipping some
She said "walk through the desert, no drink in hand
And spend every penny as fast as you can
And never choose sleep over fun
It's the only way to stay young"
Tell me that good advice
Won't you tell me that good advice
Won't you gimme that good advice
I was standing side by side with a good friend of mine
We were still listening to Incesticide
And he wondered "what's wrong with these kids
'Cause they don't do things the way we did"
He said "everything we know is being taken away
What are we gonna' do when everything's changed
We've gotta fight back as long as we can
Before we're swept away"
Tell me that good advice
Won't you tell me that good advice
Won't you gimme that good advice
Talking to a man of a certain age
Visiting his wife staring at her grave
He said "listen to what I say
There ain't no advice that you should take"
Everything they tell you you already know
Just saying it don't make it so
If you ask why too many times
You'll only lose your mind
Tell me that good advice
Won't you tell me that good advice
Won't you gimme that good advice
Written by: Chris Farrell
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