Saturday, March 31, 2007

Baba O'Riley

Out here in the fields, I fight for my meals
I get my back into my livin'
I don't need to fight to prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Don't cry, don't brace your eye
It's only teenage wasteland, yeah...
Sally take my hand, we'll travel south cross land
Put out the fire, and don't look past my shoulder
The exodus is here, the happy ones are near
Let's get togeter, before we get much older
Teenage wasteland, on the teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland, oh yeah, teenage wasteland
They're all wasted

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