Wachman - Neverland Lyrics

I once knew a man, well a man by age if you understand
He would spend his days down by the beach chasing all the girlies
Until there was this one, and she was a gorgeous one
So he spoke these beautiful words and promised her the world
She believed in the dreams he sold, and gave him her heart and soul
They tied the knot and started a family and then suddenly
Something snapped, he said I'm feeling trapped
So he left town and never came around
Only to leave the mother all alone with four little babies and a broken home
I wanna know
What's with all these Peter Pans
They too afraid to be a man
And I'm gonna neeed a helping hand to
Get me out of Neverland
Get me out of Neverland
I knew a boy, he was made to chase the sun
He'd try to get away with what he could all in the name of fun
He spent his nights in clubs and bars, he would spin out cars
Lie to work about a broken leg, if it meant a chance at getting laid
And when he thought his life was made
He pushed a little too hard, he went a bit too far
And found himself in a cell with one call home, to his mama crying on the other side of the telephone
I wanna know
Whats with all these Peter Pans
They too afraid to be a man
And I'm gonna need a helping hand
Cause I don't get it
And then ya gotta go
And hang out with your lost boys
To make some sense of your poor choices
And I'm getting kinda annoyed
Get me out of Neverland
And maybe you'll find a tinker bell to lift the spell
And throw some kind of magic on your fears
But until you take on responsibility, put in the work that's necessary
You'll never fix your problems, you'll never fly
And you'll be a lost boy until the day you die
I wanna know
Whats with all these Peter Pans
They too afraid to be a man
And I'm gonna need a helping hand
Cause I don't get it
And then ya gotta go
And hang out with your lost boys
To make some sense of your poor choices
And I'm getting kinda annoyed
Get me out of Neverland
I wanna know
Whats with all these Peter Pans
They too afraid to be a man
And I'm gonna need a helping hand
Cause I don't get it
And then ya gotta go
And hang out with your lost boys
To make some sense of your poor choices
And I'm getting kinda annoyed
Get me out of Neverland