From First To Last Elvis Said Ambition Is A Dream With A V8 Engine
This song is about how
Growing up has become
Synonymous with being a
Boring, self-loathing,
Judgemental pretty junkie
For so long I've been told to give it up
To get a job and stop dreaming
Of what I'm dreaming of.
Maybe if I was more like you
I'd have a single thing to say
I could look forward to
I could look forward to
I'm not the same kid that I used to be
But I still got the same philosophy
If growing up is giving in,
Then count on me to count myself out(x2)
Getting sued by my friends
Taught me that, I can't pretend
That I'm inmune to the rules of... adulthood
I'd rather be a starving artist
Than a wealthy critic
I'd rather be a space cadet
Than bitter and jaded
Brain-dead and rewarded
What everyone else my age is
I'm not the same kid that I used to be
But I still got the same philosophy
If growing up is giving in,
Then count on me to count myself out(x2)
I'm not the same kid
I'm not the same child
I might still be a prick
But at least I'm not a prick in denial!
I wake up late just to
Miss the whole day
Through this putrid spew
That I call a bedroom
Putting on clothes
Just to take them off
In a couple of hours
Why the f..ck do I bother!
I wake up late just to
Miss the whole day
Through this putrid spew
That I call a bedroom
Putting on clothes
Just to take them off
I'll ride this train
And hope it never stops!
This is all I got
This is all I want(x3)
