I Won't Grow Up

Ó minha querida Desassosarassegada! (sempre quis escrever isto): a menina é e será sempre «muito cá de casa». Não ligue aos prémios. Fuck’em. Interessante é saber, por exemplo, se fazemos o pleno, em matéria de discos. Para já, sim. Las Vegas espera-nos.

I won’t grow up
I won't grow up
I don't wanna go to school
Just to learn to be a puppet
And recite a silly rule

If growing up means it would be
Beneath my dignity to climb a tree
I won't grow up, won't grow up, won't grow up
Not me.

I won't grow up
I don't wanna wear a tie
Or a serious expression
In the middle of July

And if it means that I must prepare
To shoulder burdens with a worried air
I'll never grow up, won't grow up, never grow up
So there

Never gonna be a man
I won't!
Like to see somebody try
And make me!
Anyone who wants to try
And make me turn into a man
Catch me if you can

I won't grow up
I don't wanna wear a tie
Or a serious expression
To try to act just like a guy

'Cause growing up's awfuller than
All of the awful things that's ever been
I won't grow up, won't grow up, won't grow up
Again

Growing up's awfuller than
All of the awful thing that's ever been
I won't grow up, never grow up, won't grow up
Again.
Not me.
Not I.