that s the trouble with youth it s all wasted and abused and you never get to sing the blues no you never get to sing the blues so come on come on now let me grow old soon yeah come on come on now won t you let me grow old soon won t you let me grow old soon won t you let me grow old soon won t you let me grow old soon that s the thing about you you re all sweet but not a bit cruel you re all steps without the stoop and your feet they don t yet fit your shoes so come on come on now let me grow old soon yeah come on come on now won t you let me grow old soon won t you let me grow old soon won t you let me grow old soon won t you let me grow old soon 
['indie rock', 'seattle indie', 'stomp and holler']