Wetsuit - Live from Brighton

If at some point we all succumb
 For goodness sake let us be young
 Because time gets harder to outrun
 And I'm nobody, I'm not done
 With a cool cool breeze and dirty knees
 I rest on childhood memories
 We all got old at breakneck speed
 Slow it down, go easy on me
 Go easy on me
 Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
 Grow your hair out long, come on, come
 Put a t-shirt on
 Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
 If it's up and after you
 What do you suppose that you would do?
 You're all whacked out from lack of sleep
 You blame it on the friends you keep
 You want to do things differently
 And do them independently
 We all got old at breakneck speed
 Slow it down, go easy on me
 Go easy on me
 Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
 Grow your hair out long, come on, come
 Put a t-shirt on
 Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
 Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
 Grow your hair out long, come on, come
 Put a t-shirt on
 Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
 Does holy water make you pure?
 Submerged your vision's just obscured
 You're a lot like me
 In up to our knees
 In over your chest is way too deep
 Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
 Grow your hair out long, come on, come
 Put a t-shirt on
 Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong
 Put a wetsuit on, come on, come on
 Grow your hair out long, come on, come
 Put a t-shirt on
 Do me wrong, do me wrong, do me wrong