Born a Wise Man - A Wilhelm Scream

On the acushnet river, when I grew up, cut my teeth on the beach.\nThe dirty needles in the mud\nGot wasted in fairhaven every 4th of july, at the fireworks.\nOn the grass, in the wine\nWell, I was born a wise man, but I’ve lost my memory.\nKeep your eye out for the real thing\n(It's all just «money, money» these days)\nYou gotta hold tight to the real thing.\nYou can search far and wide for the real thing and you’ll find\nWhen you got no one, you got someone in me\nIt was the band’s first gig at the exit club\nOur singer asked 'em to mosh, but nobody was\nMonday at school, he quit the band at lunch\nBut you keep your eye out for the real thing\nStick up for your friends till you die\nYou gotta hold tight to the real thing, and with your life\nI’ve been hurtful, talked my shit\nI’ve been working' on it\nI used to just love nothing'\nOh yeah, I hated everything\nSo lucky. I got the world in my pocket\nDo I remember who I thought I was?\nPracticed for weeks, we three, in our parents' basement\nThose looks weren’t deceiving\nWe were shaken, to the core\nWhat takes the fire from my eyes will leave me dead to rights\nI was born a wise man\nI’ve not forgotten everything\nStill committed to forgiving every damned thing\nStill making friends of an enemy\nThis ain’t no resignation, but your mercy I applaud\nNow, move along\nKeep your eye out for the real thing\nTo live the dream we’ve been working since we were fifteen\nIt’s a pretty sick job for no pay, and you’re right\nThere is no one can get it done like us