Raised in the age of reason It was a sepia season Steinbeck sang an anthem And we knew what it meant To do without is better than To have so much you cannot stand it Whenever I'm in need I believe that I can always ask my friends So help me boys, help me help myself To stand alone, I need somebody else Oh ain't it a beautiful sight Staring at the end of our lives I made my mind up early That I was going to do things differently I just had to find my own way Whatever road that might be To go without is better than To carry so much you cannot stand it Whenever I'm in need I believe that I can always ask my friends So help me boys, help me help myself To stand alone, I need somebody else Oh ain't it a beautiful sight Staring at the end of our lives Oh and everybody I know Is waving to say goodbye