| They say if you leave a horse alone it dies |
| Nestles into the hay and shuts it’s 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 your 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 |
| Please don’t turn me into a man |
| 'Cause 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 your 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 hung over, Bill feels rough |
| Thinks his girlfriend might be up the duff… again |
| 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 |
| 'Cause 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 |