100 Years

The sun is warm as the day is long

I just got the feeling I can do no wrong

I've got a long way to walk, can't afford my next meal

I tell a few lies, but my hunger is real

And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

Mademoiselle, tell me, do you play?

Well, if she shakes her head, well, then that's okay

I watch her walk away in haste

There's just no accounting for some people's taste

And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

Big angry man in the doorway there

Just keep on walking like I don't care

Why you giving such an evil eye?

Could it be you were ignored by every passerby?

And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

Play in the park for tobacco and food

Then I excuse myself but they think I'm rude

Tourist don't want me to end his show

But this colorful attraction got places to go

And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

Sit at the pier, watch the sun go down

Another lost little boy in a big old town

I want to laugh, I want to cry

But no matter how hard I try

It won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years

No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years