| You were raised up from the steam in the city
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| Where your daddy dragged you 'round from place to place
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| Now you’re a grown-up, a cool guy looking pretty
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| But the childhood had its mark upon your face
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| Now you’re the hungry one, you want it all
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| And enough is not enough, you’re always coming back for more
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| When the race is on you roll the ball
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| You found your heaven behind the backstage door
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| You’re all fed up
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| With their parental domination
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| Don’t let them wear away your pride
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| Cut the wire
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| Jump the gun
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| There is nothing that’s holding you back
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| Cross the fire
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| Hit 'n' run
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| You’re forever unchained
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| Jump the gun
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| In another town, on another stage
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| You’ve been cruising around, for at least a human age
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| That rock’n’roll was your key to succeed
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| Your restless soul
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| Has taken off from the street
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| So if you like it now
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| You’ll learn to love it later
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| Stick to your dreams, and go ahead
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| And now you’re up to front
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| A youth of desperation
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| Go out and penetrate their minds
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| You preach the words
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| They put them out in circulation
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| Get out, seek and find |