John McCulloch
Kay, I thought I was alone in still feeling like a child, great words and great voice. Your song really touched my soul and that’s what great songs should do. Thanks. Tuffsy
Favorite track: Maybe I'm Not A Grown Up.
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lyrics
Went to the supermarket to buy some super food
I heard it keeps your skin aglow and helps you look good in the nude
Don't need no minute noodles or those ready in two
I like to balance out my wine with some nutritional value
'Cause that's what responsible people do
I thought I had it handled, my shopping bag had two
I stood in line, tried to feel fine about spending a small fortune on foods I can't pronounce
I bought quin-oh-ah by the ounce
And when my bag split open my jar of coconut oil didn't bounce
It broke apart
The checkout girl looked at me like I broke her heart
Then she gathered up my things, looked up at me from her knees and she said to me directly 'Can you find an adult please?'
Maybe I'm not a grown up
Maybe that wasn't really broccolini that I bought
I thought if I steamed some greens I'd seem like I had my life together
But apparently broccolini is just broccoli with a longer stalk
Maybe I'm just a child that learned to walk really well
In the carpark I thought finding my car would be the hard part
But while I'm looking to and fro I'm spotted by someone I know
Not well but well enough
Why did I buy so much stuff?
If I had a lighter load I could have looked away and just run off
'Cause I find it hard
I hold my conversations like s baby - seldomly and hope it's over fast
Still I open up my mouth for the words to come on out but we both say how are you and never say how we are
Maybe I'm not a grown up
Maybe that stranger danger doesn't go away
I thought I could get away with waving from much further away
Now I'm standing here, thinking what to say and wondering how long this will last
Maybe I'm just that child in the class who's waiting for the bell
'cause you know laundry day is still some kind of hell
I'm not a grown up
I still got trouble separating my reds and whites
Now everybody thinks I just really like wearing pink everything
I'm not a grown up
I thought I was one once, it turned out I was wrong all along
Adults don't spend their days writing songs about how they're pretending hoping nobody can tell
That maybe they're just just that child in the class who's waiting for the bell
Maybe I'm just a child who learned to walk really well
But if that's what I am, maybe that's what you all are as well
credits
released June 5, 2020
Lyrics/Music by Kay Proudlove
Vocals/guitar - Kay Proudlove
Bass - Ben Davies
Recorded/mixed/mastered at Silversound Recording Studio, Wollongong
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