ou can spend all your days in the grind 

Converting your nickels to dimes 

ou could stuff all your pockets till they overflow 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 



ou can say you're too old to be young 

ou think you're too smart to be dumb 

But the well-seasoned pro knows how long he can go 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 



ou can sing every song that's been sung 

Offer the moon and the sun 

But if you ask me it's all been both said and been done 



We're just recycled history machines 

Cavemen in faded blue jeans 

It's the unanswered question in each one of us 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 



The more we learn the less we know 

What you keep is what you can't let go 

Take it fast or take it slow 

Just one way for you to go 

Don chu know 



Spoken: 

Let's go now 



ou can sing every song that's been sung 

Offer the moon and the sun 

But if you ask me it's not in the race that you run 



It's that outcast in each one of us 

Who get's the girl that is too glamorous 

There's no one to deceive it's just all make believe 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 

Oh.... 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 



Don chu know 

Don chu know 

Don chu know 



I Don't Know 

I Don't Know 



Spoken: 

Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I can name that song in, in two notes. 

It's another one of those songs that I've written about not knowing much, or 

not knowing what I was doing, or not knowing where I was going, or not knowing 

where I'd been. eah, Frank Bama once said the best navigators are not quite sure 

where they're going until they get there...and then they're still not sure. 

But I know one thing...Indecision may or may not be my problem. And this song is 

gone way too long, and it's, she's gettin out of control, and oh my god!...