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Lirieke: Mystery Jets. Twenty One. Umbrellahead.

They say if you leave a horse alone it dies
Nestles into the hay and shuts its eyes
Well I've dreamt of being that horse a hundred times
And I end up a pile of bones and a cloud of flies
And when you're nine years old you don't care
If you're on your own or one of a pair
And when you get salt in your eyes, sand in your hair
Call for mum or daddy; they'll be there

And please don't turn me into a man
'Cuz I don't want to see my skin fold
Oh please won't you keep me as I am
Oh people look so lonely when they're old, when they're old

When you come of age, it's not the same

No umbrella over head when it rains
And your friends would rather get high than play a game
Oh it's such a shame the way they change
And Emily's hungover, Bill feels ruff
Thinks his girlfriend might be up the duff, again
Well she threw up twice last night on the bus
And I never thought growing old could be so tough

Oh please don't turn me into a man
'Cuz I don't want to see my skin fold
Oh please won't you keep me as I am
Oh people look so lonely when they're old, when they're old