Grown Ups - Pulp

Lyrics by：Jarvis Cocker

Composed by：Andrew McKinney/Candida Doyle/Emma Smith/Jarvis Cocker/Jason Buckle/Mark Webber/Nick Banks/Steve Mackey

Arranged by：Emma Smith/Rich Jones

Produced by：James Ford

The moon went behind a petro-chemical plant

I had a feeling I didn't understand

I was shivering on crutches

More dead than alive

It was Xmas 1985

It was the night they let me out of the home

It was the night I caught the bus on my own

And the city slithered past the windows

Like a film that was only just beginning

I was so excited I nearly missed my stop

It was quarter to ten

I was hopelessly lost

I arrived pretty late

But you didn't seem to mind

We are not the first

But we are golden tonight

Like two little children

Under the covers

Adrift in the night

With the universe above us

And I'll be the dad

And you be the mum

And we'll make out we know what it is that we've done

But whatever it is

I know that it's only just beginning

Trying so so hard

To act just like a grown up

And it's so so hard

And we're hoping that we don't get shown up

'Cause everybody wants to grow up

Finally part of the new generation

Finally part of the pub conversation

& somehow this leads to mature life decisions

Like the one that I heard of from Jeremy Sissons

Who said he he moved near the motorway

Well 'cause it was good for commuting

And I laughed in his face

Because I I thought he was joking

But then I I looked in his eyes

And I saw he was not joking

No he was trying

Trying so so hard

To act just like a grown up

And it's so so hard

And we're hoping that we don't get shown up

'Cause everybody's got to grow up

Everybody?

Are you sure?

So you move from Camden

Out to Hackney

And you stress about wrinkles

Instead of acne

Forget about Tina

Get in a bad mood

And buy a computer

And soon it will be time

For some more food

And later that first night

I had a dream that a new planet had been discovered

And through powerful telescopes

We could see the inhabitants

And they seemed to be having a really good time

So we built a rocket

And I was on it

They put us in a state of suspended animation

For the duration of the journey

And when we landed on that distant planet

We all woke up

And discovered that we'd all lost our memories

And we looked back at the planet we'd just come from

And everyone there seemed to be having a really good time

But we couldn't return

Because the rocket no longer had enough fuel left in it

Why am I telling you this story?

I don't remember

Why did Mowgli decide to

Come out of the jungle?

To play doctors and nurses

And Aunties & uncles

And cavaliers & roundheads

And tarts & vicars

Playing all night

To get in somebody's Knickers

And I am not ageing

No I am just ripening

And life's too short to drink bad wine & that's frightening

And it's nearly sunset

And we haven't had lunch yet

And I'm sorry for asking

But are we having fun yet?

So so hard

To act just like a grown up

And it's so so hard

And we're hoping that we don't get shown up

Cos nobody wants to grow up

One last sunset

One final blaze of glory

And I know it's all about the journey

Not the final destination

But what if you get travel sick

Before you've even left the station?