hard You hardly saw shit but now I'm all up in your face With mixtape money when a wallet is a waste With a rubber band dutch and dozen grams smokin Till i dope my head
ride to be more fly till then i'll just sore by with a wave im a bat in the cave, sit back in the shade when im passin the haze misbehave, im a trouble makin teenager
[Originally by Teenage Head] I hoard my dollars ''cause I won't share It's a time to communicate, a time to be shrewd A time to liberate, a time to be
Hollywood perfume I went out on the balcony to clear my head I was burning up in my queen sized bed Down on the strip beneath the billboard moon Teenage
shared in their teenage misery Then Jason read books and wore hard looks He swapped Sue for an artisan His winters were long and a fantastic song Grew from his head
Oh, juvenile delinquent Oh, juvenile delinquent What's in your head? What is your food? What is your food? Oh, teenage angel Oh, teenage angel Oh, teenage
A white moon appears Like a hole in the sky The mangroves go quiet In la Brisa de la Palma A teenage Rasputin Takes the sting from a gin When a woman
Stay out of the light Are my shoulders too wide? Is my head screwed on tight? I spend my whole life Burning, turning I'm a teenage Frankenstein The local freak with the twisted mind I'm a teenage
actress Just never got a part And now she's a teenage mess With a burned out Gucci heart She cracked one day at Cartier When things came to a head And
radioman laughs because the radioman fucks a model too Gone savage for teenagers with automatic weapons and boundless love Gone savage for teenagers
their lies Frauds play broads with sly-head eyes There's liars, fairytales and lies Everyone's been telling lies Like the band up playing on the stage Teenage
every boy, every boy in the whole world could be yours if you'll just listen to my plan the teenage guide (to popularity) i'm head of the class i
Hey there, Teenage Baltimore Don't change that channel 'Cause it's time for the Corny Collins Show Brought to you by Ultra Clutch Hairspray Oh, every
existence of police brutality Who do I make checks payable to? A young child stares at a glowing screen transfixed by tales of violence His teenage
me a paper And I went ahead and penned it And I say "Thank you Mr CEO" I filled my pockets now I might as well (Die) 'Cause I found the back door out of teenage
trying to do with my teenage heart... my teenage heart... Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, what they trying to do, try to tear it apart, try to tear it apart, My Teenage
with shoes under his head Welcome to America Welcome to America College kids shotgun and beer A hobo prophet screaming the end is near A teenage girl
time to see them lay him by her side And when she looked into my newborn brother's eyes Mama cried When I was just a teenage boy a preacher man stopped