Lyrics Teenage Nervous Breakdown - Little Feat

Teenage Nervous Breakdown

Well, some contend that this rock’n’roll
Is bad for the body, bad for the soul
Is bad for the heart, bad for the mind
Bad for the deaf and bad for the blind
It makes some men crazy, and then they talk like fools
It makes some men crazy, and then they start to drool
Unscrupulous operators could confuse
Could exploit and deceive
The conditional reflex theories
Change the probabilities, I said it’s a
Crass and raucous crackass place
With a Pavlov on the human race
It’s a terrible illness, a terrible case
And usually permanent when it takes place
It’s a teenage nervous breakdown
It’s a teenage nervous breakdown
It’s a teenage nervous breakdown
It’s a teenage nervous breakdown