Lyrics:
Simon Paul After All

all these years Oh, still crazy after all these years Four in the morning Crapped out, yawning Longing my life a--way I'll never worry Why should I? It's all

all these years Oh, still crazy after all these years Four in the morning Crapped out, yawning Longing my life a--way I'll never worry Why should I? It's all

The night was black, the roads were icy Snow was fallin', drifts were high And I was weary, from my driving And I stopped to rest for a while I sat down

home after school Flying my bike past the gates Of the factories My mom doing the laundry Hanging our shirts In the dirty breeze And after it rains There's a rainbow And all

But you said if I ever got so low I was busted, You could be trusted Some folks' lives roll easy Some folks' lives never roll at all Oh, they just fall

There were two men down And the score was tied In the bottom of the eighth When the pitcher died And they laid his spikes On the pitcher's mound And

all these years Oh, still crazy after all these years Four in the morning Crapped out, yawning Longing my life a--way I'll never worry Why should I? It's all

head Says "Ah, what the hell" Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Have a good time Paranoia strikes deep in the heartland But I think it's all

and smile and see Heaven in the headlights Mile after mile, after mile, after mile You don't gotta be no billionaire To get a ticket up to the moon We all