Teenage Wildlife

How come you only want tomorrowWith its promise of something hard to doA real life adventure worth more than pieces of goldBlue skies above and sun on your armsStrength in your strideAnd hope in those squeaky clean eyesYou'll get chilly receptions everywhere you goBlinded with desire, Iguess the season is on

So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truthBut it's all used upYou break open your million dollar weaponStill you push your luckA broken nosed mogul are youOne of the new wave boys

Same old thing in brand new dragComes sweeping into viewAs ugly as a teenage millionairePretending it's a whizz kid worldAnd you'll take me aside, and sayDavid, what shall I do?They wait for me in the hallwayI'll say don't ask me, I don't know any hallwaysBut they move in numbers and they've got me in a cornerI feel like a group of oneThey can't do this to meI'm not some piece of teenage wildlife

Those midwives to history put on their bloody robesThe word is that the hunted one is out there on his ownYou're alone for maybe the last timeAnd you breathe for a long timeThen you howl like a wolf in a trapAnd you daren't look behind

You fall to the ground like a leaf from the treeAnd look up one time at that vast blue skyScream out aloud as they shoot you downNo, I'm not a piece of teenage wildlife

And no one will have seenAnd no one will confessThe fingerprints will prove that you coudn't pass the testAnd there'll be others on the line filing pastWho'll whisper lowI miss you, he had to goEach to his ownJust another piece of teenage wildlifeWild...