Everything by Daniel Zaitchik

Mama I don’t wanna be young
I wanna know everything
Hmm

I wasn’t made to be young
I wanna know everything
Hmm

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Everything
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Everything

Mama is there more than this?
Tetherball and flashlight tag in the yard?

Am I more than this?
Bottle caps and bubblegum baseball cards?

Tell Tell me
Everything
E E E E E
Everything
E E E E E
Everything
E E E E E
Everything

Will I be a man?
Will I be a king?
Will the bully get his reckoning?

And when I grow up will my luck be sweet
Cuz I kept my pennies and my rabbit’s feet?

Will I write a song that you adore?
And will dad learn to clap on the 2 and the 4?

Will it be enough or will I want more
If I write that song?

E E
Everything
E
E
Everything
If I tell If I tell you everything
E E E E E
Everything

Will I be your pride?
Will I be your shame?
Will you close your eyes
When you hear my name?

Will I swing and miss
When I’m up at bat?
Never lose my lisp
Or my baby fat?

And when I grow up
Will my luck be screwed
Cuz I made that clover with Elmer’s Glue?

Could you love the part of me you lost in you?
Could I be your pride?

Will I be man?
Will I be a king?
Will the bully get his reckoning?

And when I grow up will my luck be true?
Got my Chai
My evil eye
My horseshoe

Will I write a song that I adore?
Will the people clap on the 2 and the 4?

Will it be enough or will I want more
When I write that song?

Mama I don’t wanna be young
Hmm

• Folk
• chamber pop
• dreamy
• nature
• orchestral pop
• singer-songwriter
• United States