Song Description
A clean song with vocal harmonies in the vein of Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young. The lyrics are a reality check for those who expect to have the world but only have a life.
| Song Length |
5:27 |
Genre |
Rock - Indie/Low-Fi, Folk - Rock |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Serene, Poignant |
| Subject |
Age, Aging, Existence |
Similar Artists |
Neil Young, Pink Floyd |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
GROWN UP
So you¹re all grown up, have I got news for you:
That mansion you¹ve been planning on has a roommate and one bedroom.
Your supermodel wife is a poster you kiss every night so you¹re not quite so blue.
And even your sports car, it seems, isn¹t quick or shiny, or red, or new.
Oh, you?re wasted all the time.
So you¹re all grown up. Hey, welcome to your world ?son?.
Only party on weekends ?cause with 9 to 5 there¹s not much time for fun.
Once or twice per year to concerts, anyway all ?new? bands blow.
And all of your hopes and your dreams are forgotten, gone, believe me it shows.
Oh, you?re washed up, given in.
So you¹re all grown up, and you¹ve got news for me:
?You¹re gray and smoking cigars now. You know too much for your own good, see?
Learn from the rut I¹ve fallen in and maybe you will break free.?
Oh, I?ve got hope. I just need time.