"Young Folks" ~ Peter Bjorn & John.

If I told you things I did before

Told you how I used to be

Would you go along with someone like me?

If you knew my story word for word

Had all of my history

Would you go along with someone like me?

I did before and had my share

It didn't lead nowhere

I would go along with someone like you

It doesn't matter what you did

Who you were hanging with

We could stick around and see this night through

And we don't care about the young folks

Talking about the young style

And we don't care about the old folks

Talking about the old style too

And we don't care about their own faults

Talking about our own style

All we care about is talking

Talking only me and you

Usually when things have gone this far

People tend to disappear

No one will surprise me unless you do

I can tell there's something going on

Hours seems to disappear

Everyone is leaving, I'm still with you

It doesn't matter what we do

Where we are going to

We can stick around and see this night through

And we don't care about the young folks

Talking about the young style

And we don't care about the old folks

Talking about the old style too

And we don't care about their own faults

Talking about our own style

All we care about is talking

Talking only me and you

And we don't care about the young folks

Talking about the young style

And we don't care about the old folks

Talking about the old style too

And we don't care about their own faults

Talking about our own style

All we care about is talking

Talking only me and you

Talking only me and you

Talking only me and you

Talking only me and you


Clare turned the knob on the radio. She had never heard one of Bullfrog's shows, and was always curious... Okay, she never stayed up until one in the morning for something like this, but she did want to know a little more about Eli's family. Even if it meant getting to know each individual member. Finally, she found station number 92, and heard Mr. Goldsworthy's voice ringing proudly through the speaker. It was a little too loud, so she had to turn it down before her parents woke up. She ended up turning the station instead. She quickly turned the volume down to 2, and turned it back to the previous station.

From how it sounded, he was answering calls from viewers and sharing his own opinions on the subject. His current viewer was talking about an affair... Oh joy, a subject she did not need to be hearing about... Especially when her parents were in the midst of a divorce.

She was about to turn the radio off, but Bullfrog began to talk and she wanted to hear his response. "Yeah, I once had an affair with a Christian bitch." He said sarcastically. "She was real sexy." Seriously, who would trash-talk someone over the radio? Or share their personal business? "...Gave me my only son, but my wife forgave me for it. Forgive and forget I always say, right?"

"Right you are, right you are."

"Thanks for calling in, Rob. That's it for our show. I'll see you next time, Toronto." Clare quickly turned the radio off. Eli's dad cheated? ...But more importantly, Eli's mom was not actually his real mother? She wondered if Eli knew about this. She climbed into bed, pondering on whether or not she should ask Eli about this...

"Why, dad, why?" Eli questioned. Why did his dad have to share that over the radio. Of course he knew, but that didn't mean that all of Toronto needed to know too. Hopefully Clare wasn't watching. He'd asked her not to ever listen to his father's show. He knew that she wouldn't like the majority of what he talked about on the show, and something would offend her... The only question: would she be awake now? It was nearly one-thirty, and she was probably sleeping, but he could always leave her a message. Just as he was about to dial her number, his phone rang. Just the person he wanted to talk to: Clare.

"Clare, what are you still doing up?"

"...Couldn't sleep. Can you come over?"

"Wouldn't your parents not like that?"

"Please." She was begging now.

"I'm on my way..."

"Thank-you."

He put his shoes on, climbed out his window, and started up Morty.