They're gonna clean up your looks, With all the lies in the books, To make a citizen out of you.
Because they sleep with a gun, And keep an eye on you, son, So they can watch all the things you do.
Because the drugs never work, They're gonna give you a smirk, Cause they got methods to keeping you clean.
They're gonna rip off your head, Your aspirations to shreds, Another cog in the murder machine.
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me, They could care less as long as someone'll bleed. So darken your clothes, Or strike a violent pose, Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me.
The boys and girls in the clique The awful names that they stick You're never gonna fit in much, kid.
But if you're troubled and hurt, What you got under your shirt, Will make them pay for the things that they did.
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me, They could care less as long as someone will bleed. So darken your clothes, Or strike a violent pose, Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me.
Whooooaaaaa yeeeeaaaaahh!
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me, They could care less as long as someone will bleed. So darken your clothes, Or strike a violent pose, Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me.
All together now!
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me, They could care less as long as someone will bleed. So darken your clothes, And strike a violent pose, Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me. [2x]
Compositores: Frank Iero (BMI), Gerard Arthur Way (Gerard A Way) (BMI), Michael James Way (Way Michael J) (BMI), Raymond Toro (BMI), Robert C Bryar (Bob Bryar) (ASCAP)Editores: Blow The Doors Off Chicago Music (ASCAP), Blow The Doors Off The Jersey Shore Music (BMI)Administração: EMI Music Publishing Ltd (PRS), Sony Music Publishing LLCPublicado em 2008 (03/Out) e lançado em 2008 (12/Fev)ECAD verificado obra #2057321 e fonograma #1436501 em 12/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM