With it's promise
Of something hard to do
A real life adventure
Worth more than pieces of gold
Blue skies above
And sun on your arms
Strength in your stride
And hope in those squeaky clean eyes
You'll get chilly receptions
Everywhere you go
Blinded with desire
- guess the season is on
So you train by shadow boxing,
Search for the truth
But it's all, but it's all used up
Break open
Your million dollar weapon
And you push, still you push,
Still you push your luck
A broken nosed mogul are you
One of the new wave boys9
Same old thing in brand new drag
Comes sweeping into view, oh-ooh
As ugly as a teenage millionaire
Pretending
It's a whizz kid world
You'll take me aside, and say
"Well, David, what shall I do?
They wait for me in the hallway"
I'll say "Don't ask me, I don't know any hallways"
But they move in numbers and they've got me in a corner
I feel like a group of one, no-no
They can't do this to me
I'm not some piece
Of teenage wildlife
Those midwives to history put on their bloody robes
The word is that the hunted one is out there on his own
You're alone for maybe the last time
And you breathe for a long time
Then you howl like a wolf in a trap
And you daren't look behind
You fall to the ground
Like a leaf from the tree
And look up one time
At that vast blue sky
Scream out aloud as they shoot you down
No no, I'm not a piece
Of teenage wildlife
I'm not a piece
Of teenage wildlife
And no one will have seen
And no one will confess
The fingerprints will prove
That you coudn't pass the test
There'll be others
On the line filing past,
Who'll whisper low
I miss you he really had to go
Well each to his own, he was
Another piece of teenage wildlife, oh-oh-oh-ohh
Another piece of teenage wildlife, oh-oh-oh-ohh
Another piece of teenage wild...
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Wild
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Well, how come you only want tomorrow With it's promise Of something hard to do A real life adventure Worth more than pieces of gold Blue skies above And sun on your arms Strength in your stride And hope in those squeaky clean eyes You'll get chilly receptions Everywhere you go Blinded with desire - guess the season is on So you train by shadow boxing, Search for the truth But it's all, but it's all used up Break open Your million dollar weapon And you push, still you push, Still you push your luck A broken nosed mogul are you One of the new wave boys9 Same old thing in brand new drag Comes sweeping into view, oh-ooh As ugly as a teenage millionaire Pretending It's a whizz kid world You'll take me aside, and say "Well, David, what shall I do? They wait for me in the hallway" I'll say "Don't ask me, I don't know any hallways" But they move in numbers and they've got me in a corner I feel like a group of one, no-no They can't do this to me I'm not some piece Of teenage wildlife Those midwives to history put on their bloody robes The word is that the hunted one is out there on his own You're alone for maybe the last time And you breathe for a long time Then you howl like a wolf in a trap And you daren't look behind You fall to the ground Like a leaf from the tree And look up one time At that vast blue sky Scream out aloud as they shoot you down No no, I'm not a piece Of teenage wildlife I'm not a piece Of teenage wildlife And no one will have seen And no one will confess The fingerprints will prove That you coudn't pass the test There'll be others On the line filing past, Who'll whisper low I miss you he really had to go Well each to his own, he was Another piece of teenage wildlife, oh-oh-oh-ohh Another piece of teenage wildlife, oh-oh-oh-ohh Another piece of teenage wild... Wild Wild Wild Explain Request ×
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