Photosynthesis (unplugged) Frank Turner

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Well, I guess I should confess that I am starting to get old
All the latest music fads all passed me by and left me cold
All the kids, they're talking slang I can't pretend to understand
All my friends are getting married, mortgages and pension plans
And it's obvious my angry, adolescent days are done
But I'm happy and I'm settled in the person I've become
But that doesn't mean that I'm settled up and sitting out the game
Time may change a lot but some things, they stay the same

And I won't sit down
And I won't shut up
And most of all, yeah, I won't grow up
And I won't sit down
And I won't shut up
And most of all, yeah, I won't grow up

Well, maturity's a wrapped-up package deal or so it seems
Ditching teenage fantasy means ditching all your dreams
All your friends and peers and family solemnly tell you
You will have to grow up, be an adult, yeah, be bored and unfulfilled
Oh, but no one's yet explained to me exactly what's so great
About slaving 50 years away on something that you hate
About meekly shuffling down the path of mediocrity
Well, if that's your road, then take it but it's not the road for me