Kids These Days

It's the common tune of teenage angst

They scream into the microphone and propel

the message that life is never fair and fulfilling

That the only friend you have is the bottle of jack

and the ten sack you have laying beneath your bed

so that a parent will never scan the room and find it

That all of your friends are pretentious and liars

authority figures just don't understand you and neither

does anyone yelling at you for a justifiable reason

That self respect is highly overrated and never mind

the length of your skirt or the hands that will have no problem

ripping it off for you because that's what teenagers do

The latest trend is thinking we have you against the wall

hunny, you suffer not one bit at all believe me

That's why i turn the radio off, and write my own damn song