Too Much Joy Follow

They call me
William Holden Caulfield
It was no compliment
What's wrong with
William Holden Caulfield

All that stuff that bummed me out ten years ago
Still bugs me today, and boy I wanna know
Who died and made you my mom and me some stupid kid
How can you forget all those things we did

Keep on sleeping on
Till your hair is gray
When I turn eighty
I better feel this way

I'm afraid of people who like Catcher in the Rye
Yeah, I like it too, but someone tell me why
People he'd despise say I feel like that guy
I don't wanna grow up 'cause I don't wanna die
When I'm thirty-one
Keep living on
For fifty more years

They call me
William Holden Caulfield
It was no compliment
What's wrong with
William Holden Caulfield

Keep on sleeping on
Till your hair is gray
When I turn eighty
I better feel this way

I respect the man in Sunset Boulevard
Got a heart somewhere just won't let down his guard
Doesn't trust happiness or the bad luck that it brings
He's lonely and he's cold
He's proud of these things
I said I'm cold
And I'm lonely
I said I'm cold
And I'm lonely

So call me William Holden
I say
Keep on sleeping on
Till your hair is gray
When I turn eighty
I better, I better feel, I better feel this way