I don’t wanna to grow up

6 mai 2006 par Charles-Antoine Bachand Laisser une réponse »

I DON’T WANNA TO GROW UP(Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan)
Album Bone Machine (1993)

When I’m lyin’ in my bed at night, I don’t wanna grow up
Nothin’ ever seems to turn out right, I don’t wanna grow up
How do you move in a world of fog that’s always changing things
A Makes me wish that I could be a dog

When I see the price that you pay I don’t wanna grow up
I don’t ever want to be that way I don’t wanna grow up
Seems like folks turn into things that they’d never want
The only thing to live for is today

I’m gonna put a hole in my tv set I don’t wanna grow up
Open up the medicine chest and I don’t wanna grow up
I don’t wanna have to shout it out
I don’t want my hair to fall out
I don’t wanna be filled with doubt
I don’t wanna be a good boy scout
I don’t wanna have to learn to count
I don’t wanna have the biggest amount
I don’t wanna grow up

Well when I see my parents fight I don’t wanna grow up
They all go out and drinkin’ all night and I don’t wanna grow up
I’d rather stay here in my room Nothin’ out there but sad and gloom
I don’t wanna live in a big old tomb on Grant Street

When I see the 5 o’clock news I don’t wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes I don’t wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don’t wanna put no money down
I don’t wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don’t wanna float a broom
all in love and get married then boom
How the hell did it get here so soon
I don’t wanna grow up

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2 commentaires

  1. Ophelia dit :

    Je crois bien que je vais aller lire un Calvin and Hobbes… en mangeant un Jésus en chocolat…

  2. Sacco dit :

    Chocolate Jesus — Tom Waits and Kathleen Brennan

    Don’t go to church on sunday
    Don’t get on my knees to pray
    Don’t memorize the books of the bible
    I got my own special way
    Bit I know jesus loves me
    Maybe just a little bit more

    I fall on my knees every sunday
    At zerelda lee’s candy store

    Well it’s got to be a chocolate jesus
    Make me feel good inside
    Got to be a chocolate jesus
    Keep me satisfied

    Well I don’t want no anna zabba
    Don’t want no almond joy
    There ain’t nothing better
    Suitable for this boy
    Well it’s the only thing
    That can pick me up
    Better than a cup of gold
    See only a chocolate jesus
    Can satisfy my soul

    (solo)
    When the weather gets rough
    And it’s whiskey in the shade
    It’s best to wrap your savior
    Up in cellophane
    He flows like the big muddy
    But that’s ok
    Pour him over ice cream
    For a nice parfait

    Well it’s got to be a chocolate jesus
    Good enough for me
    Got to be a chocolate jesus
    Good enough for me

    Well it’s got to be a chocolate jesus
    Make me feel good inside
    Got to be a chocolate jesus
    Keep me satisfied

    ;-)

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