They say I'm crazy and it's temporary
But I refuse to rot like my contemporaries

I wanna explode
In a karaoke supernova
I don't wanna grow old
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode?

I don't wanna grow old
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode?
In a karaoke supernova, yeah

Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

Last night, she dressed me up in hip hop pants
The phat G style that rides below your ass
She wants to show me to her mom and dad
I told her I would not be down with that

'Cause lately, I can feel the years between us
And hope to God that friends at work don't see us
Tonight she asked me if I've ever seen Jesus
'Cause she had backstage passes for three of us

I don't wanna grow old
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode?
I don't wanna grow old
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode?
In a karaoke supernova, yeah

So now she's gone and broke my heart, goddamn her
Turns out she's been fucking this drum programmer
She likes his style, she likes his rock start glamor
Well she's an infant, he can damn well have her

I don't wanna grow old
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode?
I don't wanna grow old
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode?

I don't wanna grow old
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode?
I don't wanna grow old
Won't you let me, won't you let me explode?
In a karaoke supernova

Alright, alright bring the saxes in
That's good, keep it up
Okay, some more on the drums
Bring in the tambourine, yeah, shit, yeah

More shit, c'mon bring in some more shit
Baby, c'mon, alright
It's all, it's all, it's all, it's all, it's all
It's all me, baby, c'mon, yeah