Welcome home, Peter Pan, you're a man
Thought you said that you can't grow old
Isn't it a luxury?

Rest in peace, Marsha P. , Harvey Milk, Oscar Wilde
Sorry that you can't grow old
Such a fucking tragedy

I suppose the yellow brick road
Is easier to navigate than it's ever been before
I feel like the red finish line
Keeps getting pushed back every time I learn a little bit more

I thought that truth would set me free
But it was momentary

Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
It was momentary

Welcome back, Icarus, blow a kiss
Thank god you wanted me more than the sun
It's so romantic

I guess we could assimilate, play it safe, married, kids
But that's not what we want
It's just a habit

I suppose the yellow brick road
Is easier to navigate than it's ever been before
I feel like the red finish line
Keeps getting pushed back every time I learn a little bit more

I thought that love would set me free
But it was momentary

Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
It was momentary

Na na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na
It was momentary

I thought that love would set me free
Set me free
But it was momentary
I thought that love would set me free
Set me free
But it was momentary

Welcome home, I miss you, I love you
Wonder if they're playing Elvis in heaven

I thought that peace would set me free
But it was momentary