When I grew up, well it felt great I watched how others took their fate Some felt afraid and undefended, so they got mean And they pretended what they knew made them belong more than you. I'm sure you know there's lots to learn But that's not your fault, that's just your turn, yeah, yeah
Teenagers, kick our butts, tell us what the future will bring Teenagers look at us, we have not solved everything
We drink and smoke to numb our pain We read junk novels on the plane We use authority for show so we can be a little smarter We still can grow, and many do It's when we stop we can't reach you We feel the loss, you feel the blame We're scared to lose, don't be the same, hey hey
Teenagers, kick our butts, tell us what the future will bring Teenagers, look at us, we have not solved everything
The hometown brought its hero in To speak at the high school gym He took a breath, he took a chance He strode up in his leather pants And said, "Gee, thanks... but I'm here today because I fought for what I felt and what I thought They put me down they, were just wrong And now it's they who don't belong, oh, oh
Teenagers, kick our butts, tell us what the future will bring Teenagers look at us, we have not solved everything
And when the media tries to act your age Don't be seduced, they're full of rage Find your voice, do what it takes Make sure you make lots of mistakes And find the future that redeems Give us hell, give us dreams And grow and grow and grow
And someday when some teenagers come to kick your butts Well then like I do try to Love Kick our butts Love Kick our butts Oh I love Kick our butts
Compositor: Dorothy S Williams (Williams Dar) ECAD: Obra #5398258