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 dogWhen 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 todayI’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 upWell 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 StreetWhen 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
I don’t wanna to grow up
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Je crois bien que je vais aller lire un Calvin and Hobbes… en mangeant un Jésus en chocolat…
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