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Well it's half past ten and I've not stopped to think
âCos it's hard to keep your eyes shut
When your mind's been on the blink
And the news is full of grim predictions
Science fiction
And pop-star secret drug prescriptions
To help you chase those miracles away
Woah, woah, woah
You're a little bit older
Wiser than you thought
But that's no surprise
You're older, wiser than you felt before
And you're not sure
How much of this that you can take
The best mistakes are the ones that you're yet to make
Aim for the stars and hit the moon
âCos it's eleven in the afternoon
It was twelve-fifteen when I rolled out of bed
But I had to take the chance
To rest my weary little head
And I'm sick to death of patronising
Socialising
Wolf-in-sheep's-clothes advertising
Psychopaths who've pissed it all away
Woah, woah, woah
You're a little bit older
Wiser than you thought
But that's no surprise
You're older, wiser than you felt before
And you're not sure
How much of this that you can take
The best mistakes are the ones that you're yet to make
Aim for the stars and hit the moon
âCos it's eleven in the afternoon