Like a Crminal

And the grown men who play like children

And they know that they're way too old for

That belief is fair if you make the money

That belief is fair if you can still stay funny

There's a get away

I will get away

But my heart would stray

To be beautiful

Like a criminal

As you pull the wool

Well, on the way home I flake

And you know when you face your family

And all they say is "Wait to retire"

That belief is fair if you live a hundred

But the risk is there to just die of boredom

There's a get away

I will get away

But my heart would stray

To be beautiful

Like a criminal

As you pull the wool

Well, on the way home I flake

There's a get away

I will get away

But my heart would stray

To be beautiful

Like a criminal

As you pull the wool

Well, on the way home I flake

On my way home I shake

On the way home I flake

Rock you, yeah, yeah, yeah

Rock you, yeah, yeah, yeah

Rock you, yeah, yeah, yeah