Your mother she protected you And softened every blow And brought you up to fear the worst To be careful as you go
And the learned educators With drip-feed [thrifty?] facts to fill You up to here with reason Well-meaning overkill
If you find yourself a-growing to be old before your time Get off the endless corridor Set your soul out on the line
Drive on the young side of life
When the pressure pains are building And you're forced to join the crush In the race to mediocrity So respectable and plush
And while the child within is raging And threatens to break out Get off the endless corridor Make a timely turnabout
Drive on the young side of life. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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