Lyrics

Have you done yir tax return Ye said ye would We should meet on Sunday A wish a could This fence needs painting Paper shredding Insurance quotes and Unopened envelopes Fuck growing up Fuck growing up Fuck growing up Yeah Growing up sucks Yeah growing up sucks Fuck growing up Fuck growing up Yeah growing up Could you turn that music down It's really loud Rat race the way to work Fight through the crowd Over spending Business lending Am i a grown up Or still pretending Don't recognise myself In reflections Oh great now I can't Get erections Lawn needs tending Payment pending yeah hope We're near the ending now
Writer(s): Sean Armstrong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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