Growing up
When we were young
We wanted to grow up fast
But we should have just bit our tongue
Becoming an adult is not a blast
Everything seems to cost money
And if you don’t have it you don’t have what you need
When you don’t have money, you may need an attorney
Which could end up costing you your deed
Without a deed you could end up on the streets
But if you’re lucky you could just get a new home
Then you could learn about new beats
You could even put out a new gnome
Growing up can be hard
But at least its not your last card
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