歌词
Although I don't really know how to handle ya
I won't have nobody tricking no sand in ya
Face, not even a trace of bland in ya
Teenage and it's a trouble understanding ya
You got plenty of energy and stamina
Forgot all the little tricks I tried to cram in ya
There's a bit of the don't give a damn in ya
And that's your old man in ya
Stand in your way, never forever abandon ya
And on the day people say what they can't stand in ya
Don't let your ego get out of hand on ya
It ain't a good look when crook karma land on ya
Balance yourself, bring out the Zen, the Dean Zidane in ya
The I will and I can in ya
Execute the grand plan in ya
I'm your daddy and happy to see the man in ya
Might know too much but I'm no soft touch
Brought you up to recognize lies and such
And need no crutch, childhood was arduous
And if there is a God I'm sure he would pardon us
Must be working hard in us
Not to harden us
Did you know that one idea is 900 billion billion galaxies
And that the nearest galaxy is two and a half million light years away
This is how the garden grows
Ten, yet you really wanna be
Twenty, exactly what she sees on telly
Eleven, you can't tell him anything that he don't know already
Twelve, they get together steady
Explore the fuss, keeping up with the many
Thirteen, none of them are ready
Living on no praise, broke, not a penny
Fourteen, baby in her belly
Seeds sow a donna run another no daddy
Fifteen, hanging in, she loves it dearly
Headstrong, proving all them wrong but weary
Sixteen, scary but quite contrary
This is how the garden grows
This is how the garden grows
Children, you still own the power
To turn this into your finest hour
Now a young mum on the estate can make a contribution
Why don't we wait and see?
Give back the mothers their dignity
And the fathers who roam free a lesson in humility
This society needs to learn empathy
It happened to you, it could happen to me
It happened to you, it could happen to me
It happened to you, it could happen to me
It happened to you, it could happen to me
Birds and bees without flowers
Girls be strong, boys don't cower
Stand by your seeds, feed and shower
Oh how the sweet can turn sour
Birds and bees without flowers
Girls be strong, boys don't cower
Stand by your seeds, feed and shower
Oh how the sweet can turn sour
