Let ‘em have their time,
Sit back and let ‘em shine.
Let ‘em rise and rise,
'Cause one day they’re gonna fall.

Let ‘em soak in the sun,
Sit back and let ‘em have their fun.
Let ‘em spill their guts,
'Cause one day they’re gonna slip on ‘em.

Well I could be angry,
But you're not worth a fight,
And besides, I'm moving on.
I've counted to ten,
And I’m feeling alright,
And besides, I'm moving on.

Let ‘em play their songs,
Let ‘em say what’s right and wrong.
Let ‘em do their thing,
'Cause it’ll never be you and me.

We got our own style,
We got our way of living life.
If they can’t get down,
Well, we don’t need them around.

Well I could be angry,
But you're not worth a fight,
And besides, I'm moving on.
I've counted to ten,
And now I’m feeling alright,
And besides, I’m moving,
Yes, I’m moving,
Besides, I’m moving on.