JON:nStop the clocknTake time outnTime to regroupnBefore you loose the boutnFace the thrillnBack it upnTime to refocusnBefore they lap it upnnYear's are getting shorternThe lines on your face are getting longernFeel like you're treading waternBut the riptide's getting strongernDon't panic, don't jump shipnCan't fight it, like taxesnAt least it happensnOnly once in your lifennThey're singing, Happy BirthdaynYou just wanna lay down and crynNot just another birthday, it's 30/90nWhy can't you stay 29nHell, you still feel like you're 22nTurn 30 in 1990nBang! You're dead, what can you do?nWhat can you do?nWhat can you do?nnMICHAEL:nClear the runwaynMake another passnTry one more hooknBefore you're out of gasnnJON:nFriends are getting fatternHairs on you head are getting thinnernFeel like a clean up batternOn a team that ain't a winnernnMICHAEL:nDon't freak out, don't strike outnCan't fight it, like City HallnnBOTH:nAt least you're not alonenYour friends are there toonThey're singing, Happy BirthdaynYou just wish you could run awaynWho cares about a birthday?nBut 30/90, heynnCan't you be optimistic?nYou're no longer eons of younTurn 30, 1990nVoom! You're passenWhat can you do?nWhat can you do?nWhat can you do?nnPeter Pan and TinkerbellnWhich way to Never Never Land?nEmerald City's gone to hellnSince the wizard blew off passed the mapnnOn the streets you hear the voicesnLost children, crocodilesnBut you're not intonMaking choices, wicked witches,nPoppy fields, or men behind the curtains,nTiger lilies, ruby slippersnClock is ticking, that's for certainnnThey're singing, Happy BirthdaynI just wish it all were a dreamnIt feels much more like dooms daynFuck 30/90nnnSeems like I'm in for a twisternI don't see a rainbow, do you?nTurn 30 into 90nLook into my hands nownWhat the ball has passednI want the spoils, but not too fastnnThe world is fallingnIt's now or never landnWhy can't I stay tillnThe forever end?n30/90n30/90n30/90n30/90n30/90n30/90nWhat can I do?nWhat can I do?n