Still I'm Glad

I'm on the floor for the most of my time

Feeling so bad, it's in my mind

Teens do look great swinging by

If I'm growing old I'll take my time

My case is safe, it's almost blind

Blowing in the wind, blowing in my mind

I got style, I got my pride

Misery's surfing on my side

Still I'm glad, I'm glad, for the youth that I had

Way more sensible, say no more, cradle's laying on the

floor

I push you down on the floor

Relax down there or I'll give you some more

Greatest misery in the history of time

If I'm growing old I'll take what's mine

My act is safe when I start to pretend

I hate myself, hero to the end

I got style, I got my pride

Misery's surfing on my side