I'm living up in Canada, and I'm Canadian Scottish Canadian with opportunity I could have been a manager of a brewery Making beer for everyone, but most of all for me My father was a soda jerk, my mom an office clerk But neither one of those was good enough for me I could have moved into the hills and ran a few stills And made a fortune selling hooch beyond the law Pour decision A punk musician Just ain't as cute at 53 ♪ I used to be a lumberjack, and I'm ok with that I wore suspenders, little panties, and a bra I used to be a Socialist, a sort of Communist Now I'm a pessimist, and I don't care at all I could have been a minister, a holy predator A man of faith you really wouldn't want to meet Perhaps a Scientologist, just as a hobbyist And start a cult that's turning people into sheep Pour decision A punk musician Just ain't as cute at 53 I have forsaken money makin' Yeah, you still wish you were me ♪ Pour decision A punk musician Just ain't as cute at 53 I have forsaken money makin' Yeah, you still wish you were me