Since I was born
they couldn’t hold me down
Another misfit kid,
another burned-out town
Never played by the rules
I never really cared
My nasty reputation
takes me everywhere
I look and see it’s not only me
So many others have stood where I stand
We are the young so raise your hands
They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won’t fall
We’re the one and one for all
The writing’s on the wall
We are the youth gone wild
Boss screamin’ in my ear about
who I’m supposed to be
Getcha a 3-piece Wall Street smile and son
you’ll...
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