| Since I was born, they couldn’t hold me down,
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| Another misfit kid, another burned-out town,
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| I never played by the rules and I never really cared,
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| My nasty reputation takes me everywhere.
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| Well I look and see it’s not only me,
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| So many others, have stood where I stand,
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| We are the young (hey!) so raise your hands!
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| They call us problem child,
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| We spend our lives on trial,
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| We walk an endless mile,
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| (We are the youth gone wild!)
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| We stand and we won’t fall,
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| We’re one and one for all,
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| The writing’s on the wall,
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| (We are the youth gone wild!)
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| My boss screamin' my ear 'bout who I’m s’posed to be,
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| «Get a three-piece Wall Street smile, and son you’ll look just like me»
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| I said «Hey man, there’s somethin' you oughta know, well I’ll tell ya Park
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| Avenue leads to (Skid Row)!!»
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| Well I look and see it’s not only me,
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| We’re standing tall, ain’t never a doubt,
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| We are the young (hey!) so shout it out!
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| They call us problem child,
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| We spend our lives on trial,
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| We walk an endless mile,
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| (We are the youth gone wild!)
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| We stand and we won’t fall,
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| We’re one and one for all,
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| The writing’s on the wall,
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| (We are the youth gone wild!)
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| Well lemme hear ya get wild!
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| They call us problem child,
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| We spend our lives on trial,
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| We walk an endless mile,
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| (We are the youth gone wild!)
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| We stand and we won’t fall,
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| We’re one and one for all,
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| The writing’s on the wall,
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| (We are the youth gone wild!)
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| Woah (Woah) Woah
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| (We are the youth gone wild!)
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| Woah (Woah) Woah
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| (We are the youth gone wild!)
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| Yeah (Yeah) Yeah
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| (We are the youth gone wild!)
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| Woah (Woah) Woah
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| (We are the youth gone wild!) |