Laying our heads soft upon summer green
bicycle sheds fit for a Queen
loosen the tie and tighten the daisy chain
sleeping dogs lie under the bed
soon, instead of these games there’ll be worries
there’ll be no sympathy
for the child who gets lost in a hurry
fleeing the weight of the world

Hesitant smiles, all part of the uniform
one thousand times write “we’ve got it made,”
pushing our luck, pulling the other one
love by the book (or at least by the page)
soon the stage will be set for the big show
no time to rehearse the lines
and the audience howls as you’re sinking
under the weight of the world

Losing those airs and graces
gaining a frown
better learn where your place is
a good dressing down
never hurt anyone
bend over now son
don’t ever let the side down

Laying our heads soft upon summer green
bicycle sheds fit for a Queen