Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Papa collected 50's records
But he was racist
Mama cool with Frank Sinatra
Raised two hip-hop kids
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless, Helpless
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless, Helpless, Helpless
Our parents gave us television
And we vanished in their car
Teacher gave us bad religion, stomach aches, and scars
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na
I've been standing in the shadows
Years since you were born
Comic books, and dirty looks, and prosests on the lawn
I feel so much better
Almost last forever
I feel so much better now
Well I've been stranded on the freeway
And I've seen the Berlin wall
I've been trying to make connection, but I still don't quite belong
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless
Na, na, na, na
Helpless, Helpless
I feel so much better
Almost last forever
I feel so much better now
I've seen all your drama
Hope you like your carma
Back to wander-a-ma now
Na, na, na, na
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