Little Kids Lyrics

Kids drinking gin on the, the front lawn
The kids see that man walking down the dirt roadThese kids see the sky
And they think of him dressed in flames
Kids walk behind, slowly stalk that old manTo get older still, to get older still
To get older still, to get older stillThese kids followed him into his shed
Where he turns on the radio and smokes a cig
These kids come ahead and gasoline
They strike a matchTo get older still, to get older still
To get older still, to get older
To get older still, to get older still
To get older still, to get older stillTo get older still, to get older still
To get older still, to get olderTo get older still, to get older still
To get older still, to get older still
To get older still, to get older still
To get older still, to get older stillTo get older still, to get older still
To get older still, to get older still