Thanks for Asking
I've been young and I've been old
I have telled and I've been told
I've been bought and I've been sold for shiny things
I've been near and I've been far
I've been exactly where you are
In a rusty, ragged top down car where I learned to sing
I thought I knew everything
But I'm weary and my hands are shakin'
Seems I only need 'em half as much these days
Nothin' left to pawn, Nothin' left to prove
Thanks for asking, how are you?
I've been here and I've been there
Seems like I've been everywhere
Do you remember if I cared?
You keep good track of such things
I'm stuck in a round-a-bout
I've been prone to fits and shouts
Worn every cliched rhyme right out
But it don't mean a thing
If it ain't got that swing
But I'm weary and my hands are shakin'
Seems I only need 'em half as much these days
Nothin' left to pawn, Nothin' left to prove
Thanks for asking, how are you?
Lyrics by Matt Bastardson