I was a city baby raised on a well worn street My daddy hated it because of its fame I never noticed really I was too young at the time To care about the history in its name Some years go by and they move me to the sticks Some dinky satellite of my old home And it was there I took off to meet my mind on the streets And it was there I made off on my own And I've been sick And I've been tired I've been a madman slashing tires and starting fires I'm not afraid Cowards be damned I'm full of pills and smoke and booze and I'm teenage A few wasted years, a cup of tasteless tears I learned my lessons the old fashioned way Some think I'm angry and mean, but, hell, I'm only eighteen There's only so much a kid can take Another day, another time, My life and loves are in line But I never lost the nerve that I had It kept my insides clean my soul solid and lean My independence guiding me through the crap And I've been sick And I've been tired I've been a madman slashing tires and starting fires I'm not afraid Cowards be damned I'm full of pills and smoke and booze and I'm teenage I'm full of pills and smoke and I'm teenage I ain't more, I can't get outta this Gotta get some more pills, Gotta get some more smoke, Go on, go robbin' And I've been sick And I've been tired I've been a madman slashing tires and starting fires I'm not afraid Cowards be damned I'm full of pills and smoke and booze and I'm teenage Gimme' some pills and smoke! Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com