100 Years

The sun is warm as the day is long I just got the feeling I can do no wrong I've got a long way to walk, can't afford my next meal I tell a few lies but my hunger is real And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years Mademoiselle, tell me do you play? Well, if she shakes her head, well, then that's okay I watch her walk away in haste There's just no accounting for some people's taste And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years Big angry man in the doorway there, yeah Just keep on walking like I don't care But why you're giving such an evil eye? Could it be you were ignored by every pa*serby? And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years Play in the park for tobacco and food Then I excuse myself but they think I'm rude Tourist don't want me to end his show But this colorful attraction got places to go And it won't mean a thing in a hundred years, yeah No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years, oh Sit at the pier, watch the sun go down Another lost little boy in a big old town I want to laugh, I want to cry But no matter how hard I may try It won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years No, it won't mean a thing in a hundred years