| Adolescence — what’s it like?
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| It’s a psychedelic motorbike
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| You smash it up ten times a day
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| Then you walk away
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| It’s moonlight on a balcony
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| It’s pure hormonal agony
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| Bad poetry
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| It’s greeting card Will the bard
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| Adolescence — why’s it so?
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| Ask someone else how should I know?
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| It’s a song I sang
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| And then forgot too long ago
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| When I was a
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| Romeo in love forever
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| Unable to forget some Juliet
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| Romeo, Romeo, inconstant? |
| Never!
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| It’s knives flashing in fountains
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| Poison, Capulets, letters that go astray
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| Molehills bigger than mountains
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| You’re pre sat nav
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| Learning to find your way
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| Adolescence — what’s it for?
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| It’s for keeping your nerve endings raw
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| While relay teams of fevered dreams escape each pore
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| It’s moonlight on a balcony
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| It’s pure hormonal agony
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| Bad poetry
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| It’s greeting card Will the bard
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| Romeo in love forever
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| Unable to forget some Juliet
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| Romeo, Romeo, inconstant? |
| Never!
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| It’s knives flashing in fountains
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| Poison, Capulets, letters that go astray
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| Molehills bigger than mountains
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| You’re pre sat nav
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| Learning to find your way
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| Adolescence can be rough
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| I hope your heat-shield's tough enough
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| I hope that no one dares to scoff
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| When you blast off
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| Adolescence Crimson/Red
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| Fireworks inside your head
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| You’re three times brighter than the sun
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| Have some fun |