Track 5 – „Still Seventeen“

# STILL SEVENTEEN [Verse 1] There's a number on my birthday cake That has to be some kind of mistake. I look into the mirror and say, "Who the hell invited all that gray?" My back makes noises when I stand, I need two coffees just to make a plan. But put that old song on the radio, And suddenly I'm ready to go. [Pre-Chorus] I got bills on the table, Keys in my hand, A thousand responsibilities I still don't understand. They say, "Act your age!" Well... Which one? [Chorus] I'm still seventeen When the speakers start screaming, Still seventeen When I feel that beat. Getting older on paper, But that's not me. There's a reckless little bastard Still living underneath! Still seventeen! Still seventeen! Time can count the years... BUT IT CAN'T COUNT ME! [Post-Chorus] Hey! Hey! Turn it loud! Hey! Hey! Wake the crowd! Older? Yeah. Grown up? NOT A CHANCE! [Verse 2] I used to stay awake till dawn, Now midnight hits and I start to yawn. Then somebody says, "Just one more drink." Suddenly I'm younger than I think. I know exactly what I should do, Which is why I'll probably do the opposite too. Wisdom came and knocked one day... I turned the music up. It went away. [Pre-Chorus] I got scars and stories, Things I can't undo. But every stupid thing I've learned Still brought me here to you. They say, "Act your age!" Again... WHICH ONE? [Chorus] I'm still seventeen When the speakers start screaming, Still seventeen When I feel that beat. Getting older on paper, But that's not me. There's a reckless little bastard Still living underneath! Still seventeen! Still seventeen! Time can count the years... BUT IT CAN'T COUNT ME! [Breakdown] Okay... Things that have changed: My knees. My hair. My tolerance for bullshit. Things that haven't changed: Bad jokes. Loud music. Bad ideas. And apparently... ME. [Drop] STILL SEVENTEEN! [Bridge] I don't wanna turn the clock back. I don't wanna lose these years. Every line across my face Was bought with laughter, love and tears. So let another birthday come. Put another candle down. I'm not scared of getting older... I'M SCARED OF GETTING BORING! [Build] Thirty! Forty! Fifty! MORE! Kick another hole Through the imaginary door! Sixty! Seventy! Eighty! Fine! As long as there's a beat... I'M STILL ALIVE! [Final Chorus] I'M STILL SEVENTEEN WHEN THE SPEAKERS START SCREAMING! STILL SEVENTEEN WHEN I FEEL THAT BEAT! Getting older on paper, But that's alright with me. That reckless little bastard Is exactly who I need! STILL SEVENTEEN! STILL SEVENTEEN! Time can take the years... BUT IT CAN'T TAKE ME! [Final Post-Chorus] Hey! Hey! Turn it loud! Hey! Hey! Screw the count! Older? YES! Grown up? NOT! A! CHANCE! [Outro] My back still hurts, though. ... Fuck.