Salad Days Lyrics & Chords By The Grip Weeds

As I’m getting older, chip up on my shoulder Rolling through life, to roll over and die Missing hippy Jon, salad days are gone Remembering things just to tell ‘em so long ...read more

Think of salad days They were folly and fun They were good, they were young ...read more

You come to me at midnight and say, 'It's dark in here.' You know you robbed me of my sight, and light is what I fear I tell you that I can not see but you persist in showing me ...read more

Wishing for the days When I first wore this suit Baby has grown older, It's no longer cute Too many voices They've made me mute Baby has grown ugly, It's no longer...read more

I'm gonna live my salad daze forever, I'm not gonna take my life so seriously. I don't wanna be a part of your grown-up world, I just can't hang out and do what I'm told all the...read more