Out here in the fields, I fight for my meals | |
I get my back into my living | |
I don't need to fight, to prove I'm right | |
I don't need to be forgiven, no no no no | |
Don't cry, don't raise your eye | |
It's only teenage wasteland | |
Sally, take my hand, travel South, 'cross land | |
Put out the fire and don't look past my shoulder | |
The Exodus is here, the happy ones are near | |
Let's get together before we get much older | |
Teenage wasteland | |
Teenage wasteland | |
Teenage wasteland | |
Teenage wasteland | |
They're all wasted |