Ah, de onbegrepen puber… Zijn we dat niet allemaal geweest? Perfecte poppunk van Trevor White. Fantastisch gitaarloopje, memorabel refrein en genoeg Teenage Schmerz om Eddie Cochran groen uit te doen slaan van jaloezie. Roll over, Summertime Blues.
Coming from school,
my head’s buzzin with rules
that would bring any boy to his knees
I can’t go out cause my
folks start to shout so i
go up to my room and i slam the door
All i got’s my rock n roll music
That ain’t no good unless you play it loud
Well they’re banging on the floor
I can’t stand it anymore
And i think i’m going slowly insane
(Well they say) Crazy kids (teenage)
Crazy kids (so they)
Never leave us alone
They can have …
But they don’t get in our way anymore
Can’t find a (?) night and i
feeling all right and i
know just what to do
to get what i need
(Crazy, crazy)
I wanna dance all night but if
somebody wants to fight
well i know some guys
with a necessary speed
(Crazy, crazy)
I’m just looking for a good times
I won’t bother you so don’t bother me
I’m not trying to be cool
and i ain’t nobody’s fool
and .. really … with …
(Well we are) Crazy kids (teenage)
Crazy kids (so they)
Never leave us alone
They can have …
But they don’t get in our way anymore
(Crazy kids) (teenage)
Crazy kids (so they)
Never leave us alone
They can have …
But they don’t get in our way anymore
