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Ben Watt – Young Man's Game lyrics
I'm not as good as I used to be
at the late nights, but just look at me
I'm staking a claim in a young man's game tonight
Is it something that my old heart fears?
Missed time, chances, lost years
That means I'm taking aim at a young man's game tonight
One more chance to leave a mark
Imagining the answers in the dark
Such a simple step into the smoke and the light tonight
But who'd have thought I'd have turned this page?
Should I act this out or act my age?
Am I happy I came to the young man's game,
Where the bouncers know me by my name, tonight?
Oh I could I work this room
I could make some noise
Let's hear it for the girls and for the boys
For a moment be the same in the young man's game tonight
We're drinking Jaeger bombs but we're still on our feet
Heroes in a wild conceit
Fingering fame in the young man's game tonight
But every mirror just tells the time
Can you name a good fighter over 49?
I should douse my flame for the young man's game tonight
Take off this paper crown
And put these violins down
And renounce my claim on the young man's game tonight
at the late nights, but just look at me
I'm staking a claim in a young man's game tonight
Is it something that my old heart fears?
Missed time, chances, lost years
That means I'm taking aim at a young man's game tonight
One more chance to leave a mark
Imagining the answers in the dark
Such a simple step into the smoke and the light tonight
But who'd have thought I'd have turned this page?
Should I act this out or act my age?
Am I happy I came to the young man's game,
Where the bouncers know me by my name, tonight?
Oh I could I work this room
I could make some noise
Let's hear it for the girls and for the boys
For a moment be the same in the young man's game tonight
We're drinking Jaeger bombs but we're still on our feet
Heroes in a wild conceit
Fingering fame in the young man's game tonight
But every mirror just tells the time
Can you name a good fighter over 49?
I should douse my flame for the young man's game tonight
Take off this paper crown
And put these violins down
And renounce my claim on the young man's game tonight
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