TARRRA, RARA, TATA! (TARRRA, RARA, TATA!)

HEY! HEY! HEEEY!

TARRRA, RARA, TATA! (TARRRA, RARA, TATA!)

HEY! HEY! HEEEY!

I don’t want a suit and tie

Don’t want a job that makes me die

I want loud nights, busted knees

Spray paint walls and dirty jeans

They tell me, “Kid, that gets old fast”

But I’ll burn bright, not be the last

To scream out loud with bloody mouth,

‘Cause I don’t want to grow old!

I DON'T WANT TO GROW OLD!

(NEVER GONNA, NEVER GONNA)

I DON'T WANT TO GROW OLD!

I DON'T WANT TO GROW OLD!

(LET ME ROT WITH my punk rock)

I JUST WANT TO LOSE CONTROL!

Mush pie pit and spiting beers

Living free, living loud,

Tell my mom I’m a lost cause

This world’s too cold, too bought, too sold

And I don’t want to grow old!

You grow old when you sell your fire

You grow old when you give up desire

You grow old when you forget the sound

Of a youth that never backs down!

I DON'T WANT TO GROW OLD!

(NEVER GONNA, NEVER GONNA)

I DON'T WANT TO GROW OLD!

I DON'T WANT TO GROW OLD!

(LET ME ROT WITH my punk rock)

I JUST WANT TO LOSE CONTROL!

TARRRA, RARA, TATA! (TARRRA, RARA, TATA!)

HEY! HEY! HEEEY!

TARRRA, RARA, TATA! (TARRRA, RARA, TATA!)

HEY! HEY! HEEEY!

(I don’t want to grow old…)

I’LL BURN HOT ‘TIL I EXPLODE!

I’m a lost cause!