40 Years Old Songtext
von Casey Lowry

My mind′s not quite a bullet
It's not fast and it doesn′t fly
And I'm yet to pull the trigger
In the hopes that I won't die

And I don′t wanna be that guy
That′s stuck in the office all day
I wanna be forty years old, and look quite nice, and have
A fast car, and enjoy life
At twenty-two have a Mercury Prize and sing
The same song to thousands a night

My mind's not quite a bullet
It′s not fast and it doesn't fly, fly
And I′m yet to pull the trigger
In the hopes that we won't die, die


I don′t wanna be that girl
That's stuck in the office all day
No, no, no
I wanna be forty years old, and look quite nice, and have
A fast car, and enjoy life
At twenty-two have a Mercury Prize and sing
The same song to thousands a night

Woah
Wo-woah
Wo-woah
Woah
Woah
Wo-woah
Wo-woah
Woah

Growing up, growing up
I'm growing up, growing up
I′m growing up, growing up
I′m growing up, growing up
I'm growing up, growing up
I′m growing up, growing up
I'm growing up, growing up
I′m growing up, growing up


(I'm growing up, growing up)
(I′m growing up, growing up)
(I'm growing up, growing up)
(I'm growing up, growing up)

I wanna be forty years old, and look quite nice, and have
A fast car and enjoy life
At twenty-two have a Mercury Prize and sing
The same song to thousands a night