" Exile " Just whip it out and play your games Can't you see all your doing is hurting yourself All these little mind games you play will come back at you And at the one time when you least expect it All these endless hookups you have All these numbers in your head Could you fit them all in a book Maybe two or three You may be happy now but wiat till you get older And realize all the consequences of your action All this fun and games now they all want back in What do you do when you see them on the street Do you run for cover Can you remember all their faces Each time a pregant woman walks by are you Wondering if it is your child What a shame it is,what a tragic life to lead Now that you are old and gray Popping your viagra pills can you still get it up without them You see all these wrinkles,one for each heart you broke All these children showing up at your doorstep wanting to Meet thier father that abandoned them so long ago wondering why All this rage thrown at you Can you now see the consequences of your life Now that you are all alone and withering away in your rocking chair Goodnight Great-Grandpa!