[Produced By Ben Lloyd & Frank Turner] Well I guess I should confess that I am starting to get old All the latest music fads all pa**ed me by and left me cold All the kids are talking slang I won't pretend to understand All my friends are getting married, mortgages and pension plans And it's obvious my angry adolescent days are done And I'm happy and I'm settled in the person I've become But that doesn't mean I'm settled up and sitting out the game Time may change a lot, but some things they stay the same [Chorus] And I won't sit down, and I won't shut up And most of all I will not grow up And I won't sit down, and I won't shut up And most of all I will not grow up Oh, maturity's a wrapped up package deal, so it seems And ditching teenage fantasy means ditching all your dreams All your friends and peers and family solemnly tell you you will Have to grow up, be an adult, yeah, be bored and unfulfilled Oh, but no one's yet explained to me exactly what's so great About slaving 50 years away on something that you hate About meekly shuffling down the path of mediocrity Well, if that's your road, then take it, but it's not the road for me [Chorus] And if all you ever do with your life Is just photosynthesize Then you deserve every hour of your sleepless nights That you waste wondering when you're gonna die Now I'll play, and you sing The perfect way for the evening to begin Now I'll play, and you sing The perfect way for the evening to begin [Chorus]