Andrew Garfield feat. Joshua Henry, Vanessa Hudgens, Robin de Jesus, Alexandra Shipp & MJ Rodriguez -
tick, tick... BOOM! (Soundtrack from the Netflix Film)
30/90 (from "tick, tick... BOOM!" Soundtrack from the Netflix Film)
Stop the clock
Take time out
Time to regroup
Before you lose the bout
Freeze the frame
Back it up
Time to refocus
Before they wrap it up
Years are getting shorter
Lines on your face are getting longer
Feel like you're treading water
But the riptide's getting stronger
Don't panic, don't jump ship
Can't fight it, like taxes
At least it happens
Only once in your life
They're singing, "Happy birthday"
You just want to lay down and cry
Not just another birthday
It's thirty-ninety
Why can't you stay 29?
Hell, you still feel like you're 22
Turn 30, 1990
Bang! You're dead
What can you do?
What can you do?
What can you do?
Clear the runway
Make another pass
Try one more approach
Before you're out of gas
Friends are getting fatter
Hairs on your head are getting thinner
Feel like a cleanup batter
On a team that ain't a winner
Don't freak out, don't strike out
Can't fight it, like City Hall
At least you're not alone
Your friends are there too
They're singing, "Happy birthday"
You just wish you could run away
Who cares about a birthday?
But thirty-ninety
Hey, can you be optimistic?
You're no longer the ingénue
Turn 30, 1990
Boom! You're passé
What can you do?
What can you do?
What can you do?
Peter Pan and Tinker Bell
Which way to Never Never Land?
Emerald City's gone to hell
Since the wizard blew off his command
On the streets you hear the voices
Lost children, crocodiles
But you're not into
Making choices, wicked witches
Poppy fields, or men behind the curtain
Tiger lilies, ruby slippers
Clock is ticking, that's for certain
And they're singing, "Happy birthday"
I just wish it all were a dream
It feels much more like doomsday
Fuck, thirty-ninety
Seems like I'm in for a twister
I don't see a rainbow, do you?
Turn 30 in the 90s
Into my hands now
The ball has passed
I want the spoils, but not too fast
The world is calling
It's now or Neverland
Why can't I stay a child forever, and
Thirty-ninety
Thirty-ninety (thirty-ninety)
Thirty-ninety
Thirty-ninety (thirty-ninety)
Thirty-ninety
Thirty-thirty-ninety
What can I do? (Thirty-ninety, thirty-thirty-ninety)
What can I do?
Take time out
Time to regroup
Before you lose the bout
Freeze the frame
Back it up
Time to refocus
Before they wrap it up
Years are getting shorter
Lines on your face are getting longer
Feel like you're treading water
But the riptide's getting stronger
Don't panic, don't jump ship
Can't fight it, like taxes
At least it happens
Only once in your life
They're singing, "Happy birthday"
You just want to lay down and cry
Not just another birthday
It's thirty-ninety
Why can't you stay 29?
Hell, you still feel like you're 22
Turn 30, 1990
Bang! You're dead
What can you do?
What can you do?
What can you do?
Clear the runway
Make another pass
Try one more approach
Before you're out of gas
Friends are getting fatter
Hairs on your head are getting thinner
Feel like a cleanup batter
On a team that ain't a winner
Don't freak out, don't strike out
Can't fight it, like City Hall
At least you're not alone
Your friends are there too
They're singing, "Happy birthday"
You just wish you could run away
Who cares about a birthday?
But thirty-ninety
Hey, can you be optimistic?
You're no longer the ingénue
Turn 30, 1990
Boom! You're passé
What can you do?
What can you do?
What can you do?
Peter Pan and Tinker Bell
Which way to Never Never Land?
Emerald City's gone to hell
Since the wizard blew off his command
On the streets you hear the voices
Lost children, crocodiles
But you're not into
Making choices, wicked witches
Poppy fields, or men behind the curtain
Tiger lilies, ruby slippers
Clock is ticking, that's for certain
And they're singing, "Happy birthday"
I just wish it all were a dream
It feels much more like doomsday
Fuck, thirty-ninety
Seems like I'm in for a twister
I don't see a rainbow, do you?
Turn 30 in the 90s
Into my hands now
The ball has passed
I want the spoils, but not too fast
The world is calling
It's now or Neverland
Why can't I stay a child forever, and
Thirty-ninety
Thirty-ninety (thirty-ninety)
Thirty-ninety
Thirty-ninety (thirty-ninety)
Thirty-ninety
Thirty-thirty-ninety
What can I do? (Thirty-ninety, thirty-thirty-ninety)
What can I do?
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan D. Larson
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