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"I don’t care what you were, you’re just an old fogey like the rest of us now!"

They teach you how to crawl and they teach you how  to run                     
They teach you how to read and write and how to do your sums
They teach you what's wrong and they teach you what's right
But they leave you alone as you learn how to fight

And the doors close on you
The doors close hard on you
As the doors close on you

You work hard to pass their tests
You want to please them so you do your best
They grade you high or  they grade you low
They've got to decide where you're going to go

You might  go to university
You might drop out or get a degree
You might work in a shop or you can get a trade
If you get a job you think you've got it made

Then you get married and you settle down
Your life is full as you rush around
You're always busy but you're never through
There's always another something else to do

You wish you didn't drink and  you know you shouldn't smoke
Sometimes you feel like a walking joke
Your stuck in a rut and you can't get out
You don't even know what it's all about

They hand you your watch and you avoid their eyes
They don't even try to apologise
They've used you up and now they've discarded you
You've given your life and much more too

Now you retire and you learn to rest
You've given your life and you've given your best
You've more to give but they just don't want to  know
They've finished with you now and they've let you go

You see a child who's young and small
You see a young man who's proud and tall
You see an old man who's bent and grey
You look in the mirror and can't turn away

You shut your eyes and you start to dream
And think about the way things might have been
But it doesn't matter now it would have ended  the same
You've just been a player in a crazy game