Ou can spend all your days in the grind   Converting your nickels to dimes   Ou could stuff all your pockets till they overflow   Don chu know   Don chu know   Don chu know      Ou can say you're too old to be young   Ou think you're too smart to be dumb   But the well-seasoned pro knows how long he can go   Don chu know   Don chu know   Don chu know      Ou can sing every song that's been sung   Offer the moon and the sun   But if you ask me it's all been both said and been done      We're just recycled history machines   Cavemen in faded blue jeans   It's the unanswered question in each one of us   Don chu know   Don chu know   Don chu know      The more we learn the less we know   What you keep is what you can't let go   Take it fast or take it slow   Just one way for you to go   Don chu know      Spoken:   Let's go now      Ou can sing every song that's been sung   Offer the moon and the sun   But if you ask me it's not in the race that you run      It's that outcast in each one of us   Who get's the girl that is too glamorous   There's no one to deceive it's just all make believe   Don chu know   Don chu know   Don chu know   Oh....   Don chu know   Don chu know   Don chu know      Don chu know   Don chu know   Don chu know      I don't know   I don't know      Spoken:   Wait a minute! wait a minute! I can name that song in, in two notes.   It's another one of those songs that I've written about not knowing much, or   Not knowing what I was doing, or not knowing where I was going, or not knowing   Where I'd been. eah, frank bama once said the best navigators are not quite sure   Where they're going until they get there...and then they're still not sure.   But I know one thing...indecision may or may not be my problem. and this song is   Gone way too long, and it's, she's gettin out of control, and oh my god!...