Paroles The Kids Grow Up de Rachel Jacobs

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The Kids Grow Up Sleep alone, cross-eyed One to the other Moonlight trace out paper curtains I see ghosts handing me blank checks with my name on them I've got a nice business going My friends don't like what I'm doing I traded my life for recognition I bottled and sold it I made a nice profit Where the days don't meet Where the trees don't live It's covered in plastic wrap I bottled and sold it I made a nice profit (It's a crying shame you know the kids always grow up) They've got presidents They've got actresses They've got magicians They've got beauticians They've got scientists They've got schoolteachers There ain't nothing that they haven't stolen I wore a mask once in a while I wore a patch that said "I don't remember how to smile" My teeth are on a plate next to rotting flesh I perfumed and purified it I made a nice profit 1-900-number I swear it's my last phone call Save me some of your revolutionary capital Don't you know you only get one chance to be a star? My face is on their dollar I'm dead just like the others (It's a crying shame you know the kids always grow up) The kids the kids the kids the kids The kids the kids the kids the kids The kids the kids the kids the kids The kids always grow up

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