You Can't Stop Time

I'm sick of being an adult now

I'm tired and bored

I want to rewind the clock and go back to the way it was before

Take me back to a time when I didn't have any responsibilities

Cos trying to keep on top of them is gradually killing me

There was a glorious era when life was kicking about a ball

Cutting out posters of Shearer from Match and sticking them on the wall

Playing out and letting my imagination run away

Larking around and causing havoc seeing my mates every day

My hair wasn't grey

My skin wasn't blotchy

And the only chore I had was cleaning up after my Tamagotchi