Why do I always find it hard just to get along
Try my best - for nothing
Every little thing I do is wrong
Feel it in my brain
Driving me insane
Round and round
The same old tune
"daddy's on the phone
You know you're not alone
Turn that down
And clean up your room. "
Sons and daughters
(don't fall in)
In hot water
Sons and daughters
(they don't do)
What they oughta
Tell (tell) you something
Music is the key to set me free
To the beat (on the street) I'm jumping
Forgetting all the things they said 'bout me
Here it comes again
Chugging like a train
Round and round
An impeccable groove
I know it's getting late
But I won't histate
Can't slow down
Got to do what I do
Sons and daughters
(always in)
In hot water
Wasting time
Is a crime in their eyes
But I'm still young
So much time to decide - what to do...
(I don't need confirmation
For my boyhood extrapolation
Though I'm not sure of my direction
I have the groove for my protection)
Here it comes again
Chugging like a train
Round and round
An impeccable groove
I know it's getting late
But I won't hesitate
Can't slow down
Got to do what I do
Sons and daughters
(don't fall in)
In hot water
(when they fall by the way)
Sons and daughters
(they don't do)
What they oughta
Tell me something
Where you staying tonight
Your folks
Have waited up for you
Now they've locked the door
And turned off the light.
Tell - me something Why do I always find it hard just to get along Try my best - for nothing Every little thing I do is wrong Feel it in my brain Driving me insane Round and round The same old tune "daddy's on the phone You know you're not alone Turn that down And clean up your room. " Sons and daughters (don't fall in) In hot water Sons and daughters (they don't do) What they oughta Tell (tell) you something Music is the key to set me free To the beat (on the street) I'm jumping Forgetting all the things they said 'bout me Here it comes again Chugging like a train Round and round An impeccable groove I know it's getting late But I won't histate Can't slow down Got to do what I do Sons and daughters (always in) In hot water Wasting time Is a crime in their eyes But I'm still young So much time to decide - what to do... (I don't need confirmation For my boyhood extrapolation Though I'm not sure of my direction I have the groove for my protection) Here it comes again Chugging like a train Round and round An impeccable groove I know it's getting late But I won't hesitate Can't slow down Got to do what I do Sons and daughters (don't fall in) In hot water (when they fall by the way) Sons and daughters (they don't do) What they oughta Tell me something Where you staying tonight Your folks Have waited up for you Now they've locked the door And turned off the light. Explain Request ×
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