Lyrics

My teacher doesn't stand a chance And all I can think about is my schoolyard romance He says look at the next generation What a state I wouldn't laugh if I where you mate Silence makes the darkest sound Down the gangway for some one on one She un-squared me with her cola-bottle tongue She's one of those who has an open mind Knows it all anyways so i'm just wasting time Silence makes the darkest sound It's better when you're around You know me inside out You know when to sit me down And sort me out Growing up true Is hard to do Growing up true Is hard to do When I go to sleep at night I wake up blind because my dreams are so bright Can't wait to die Come back as something else Knowing my luck I'll come back as myself Coz money makes the world go down Me and my friends are bored Looking at things we can't afford Got no food But we haven't got the blues If we wanna get depressed We could always eat the news Coz money makes the world go down It's better when you're around You know me inside out You know when to sit me down And sort me out Growing up true is hard to do Growing up true is hard to do Growing up true is hard to do Growing up true is hard to do It all adds up to zero And counts for nothing now It all adds up to zero When your not around
Writer(s): Jack Christopher Jones Brimacombe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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