W h e n I G r o w U p

by Garbage

Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah da-da

Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah da-da

Cut my tongue out, I’ve been caught out, like a giant juggernaut.

Happy hours, golden showers, on a cruise to freak you out.

We could fly our helicopter, nothing left to talk about.

Entertain you, celebrate you, I’ll be back to frame you when-

I grow up I’ll be stable

When I grow up I’ll turn the tables.

Trying hard to fit among you, floating out to Wonderland

Unprotected, God, I’m pregnant, damn the consequencesÉ

when I grow up I’ll be stable

When I grow up I’ll turn the tables.

Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah da-da

Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah da-da

Blood and blisters on my fingers, chaos rules when we're apart.

Watch my temper, I go mental, I’ll try to be gentleÉ when-

I grow up I’ll be stable. When I grow up I’ll turn the tables.

When I grow up When I grow up When I grow up

I’ll turn the tables

Don't take offense, can I make amends,

rip it all to shreds and let it goÉ

Don’t take offense, can I make amends,

rip it all to shreds and let it goÉ

Rip it all to shreds to let go! Rip it all to shreds to let go!

Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah da-da

Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah bah, Bah bah bah da-da

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music & lyrics by Garbage, from their CD: Version 2.0, ©1999

take Shirley Manson's advice: rip it all to shreds to let go...