The old bastard left his ties and a suit,
a brown box, mothballs, and bowling shoes.
And his opinion so you never have to choose
pretty soon, you'll be an old bastard too.
You get smaller while the world gets big,
the more you know you know you don't know shit,
the wis-man will never fit you like the wis-kid did.
So, why ya gotta act like ya know when ya don't know?
It's okay, if you don't know everything.
Solo starts on G.