Still Fighting It (feat. Tall Heights) [Live]

Good morning, son, I am a bird

Wearing a brown polyester shirt

You want a Coke? Maybe some fries?

The roast beef combo's only $9.95

But it's okay, you don't have to pay

I've got all the change

'Cause everybody knows

It hurts to grow up

And everybody does

It's so weird to be back here

Let me tell you what

The years go on and

We're still fightin' it, we're still fightin' it

And you're so much like me

I'm sorry

Good morning, son, yeah, twenty years from now

Maybe we'll both sit down and have a few beers

And I can tell you 'bout today

And how I picked you up and everything changed

It was pain, sunny days and rain

I knew you'd feel the same things

'Cause everybody knows

It sucks to grow up

And everybody does

It's so weird to be back here

Let me tell you what

The years go on and

We're still fightin' it, we're still fightin' it

You'll try and try

And one day, you'll fly

Away from me

Good morning, son, good morning, son

Good morning, son, good morning, son

Good morning, son (Good morning, son)

I am a bird (Good morning, son)

Good morning, son

It was pain, sunny days and rain

I knew you'd feel the same things

'Cause everybody knows

It sucks to grow up

And everybody does

It's so weird to be back here

Let me tell you what

The years go on and

We're still fightin' it, we're still fightin' it

Oh, we're still fightin' it, we're still fightin' it

And you're so much like me

I'm sorry

Thank you, Tall Heights

My next guest, um, is really, uh, a once-in-a-generation artist

And, um, what else, what else can be said? She's very special

Let me bring her out, Regina Spektor