Younger men don't seem to need a purpose
They just stand and fight for anybody's cause
And older men see living as a circus
The ones who stand up for the longest need applause
From the young ones who proclaim to have the answers
To the questions no one ever asked before
And they cheer and have parades, but when it's over
They don't claim to know the answers anymore
And it's a crazy world, but I live here
And if you can hear me singing, so do you
And I'm turning out my nightlight feeling satisfied
That there's nothing any one of us can do
No, there's nothing any one of us can do
Babies cry all day, sometimes for nothing
And I have cried all day for not much more
And it ain't easy when you hate the things you're loving
And you wonder what or maybe who you're loving for
And girls seem to think that they're the chosen ones
And women choose to let well enough alone
And it's their business 'til you stick your nose in one's
And then you've got yourself some problems of your own
And it's a crazy world, but I live here
And if you can hear me singing, so do you
And I'm turning out my nightlight feeling satisfied
That there's nothing any one of us can do
No, there's nothing any one of us can do