Hiro's Song

Ben Folds · The Best Imitation Of Myself - A Retrospective [2011]

My name is Hiro

I am 51

Since 1980

life has been no fun

And I

Don't wanna die!



I left my family for the secretary



Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh



Her name is Yuko

She is 22

She and my daughter

Were best friends in high school

They say I'm crazy

And it's temporary

But I refuse to rot like my contemporaries



I, I wanna explode



In a karaoke super nova



I don't wanna grow old

Won't you let me

Won't you let me explode

I don't wanna grow old

Won't you let me

Won't you let me explode

In a karaoke super nova, yeah



Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh



Last night she dressed me up in hip-hop pants

The flashy style that rides below your ass

She wants to show me to her mom and dad

I told her I would not be down with that



Coz lately I can feel the years between us

And hope to God that friends at work don't see us

Tonight she asked me if I'd ever seen Jesus

Coz she had back stage passes for the three of us



I don't wanna grow old

Won't you let me

Won't you let me explode

I don't wanna grow old

Won't you let me

Won't you let me explode, uh oh

In a karaoke super nova, yeah



So now she's gone and broke my heart, god damn her

Turns out she's been f***ing this drum programmer

She likes his style, she likes his rock-star glamour

Well shes an infant, he can damn well have her



I don't wanna grow old

Won't you let me

Won't you let me explode

I don't wanna grow old

Won't you let me

Won't you let me explode



I don't wanna grow old (Don't wanna grow old)

Won't you let me

Won't you let me explode

I don't wanna grow old (Don't wanna grow old)

Won't you let me

Won't you let me explode, uh oh

In a karaoke super nova



Alright

Alright bring the saxes in

that's good, keep it up

okay some more overtones, bring in the tamborines

yeah, shit yeah

more shit, come on bring in some more shit

baby, come on

alright

it's all, it's all me baby, come on!

yeah!

Hiro's Song

Hiro's Song stands as a poignant song in Ben Folds' expansive discography, appearing on the 2011 retrospective compilation The Best Imitation Of Myself. Known for his distinctive piano-driven rock style and witty lyrical narratives, Folds often explores personal connections and intimate storytelling within his work. This track reflects the artist's ability to craft emotionally resonant compositions that balance melancholy with his signature melodic warmth. As part of a collection reviewing his career, the song highlights Folds' consistent evolution as a songwriter who bridges the gap between alternative rock and classical influences. The recording captures the essence of his live performance energy while maintaining the polished production quality expected from his studio albums. It remains a testament to his enduring appeal and his capacity to create memorable music that resonates with listeners across different eras of his career.