Baba O'Riley - Grateful Dead

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

Don’t cry, don’t raise your eye

It’s only teenage wasteland

Sally, take my hand, we’ll 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, it’s only teenage wasteland

Teenage wasteland, oh, yeah

Teenage wasteland

They’re all wasted!

Teenage wasteland, it’s only teenage wasteland

Teenage wasteland, oh, yeah

Teenage wasteland, it’s only teenage wasteland

We’re all wasted!

Wasted!

We’re all wasted!

We’re all wasted!