Teenage Lament '74 - Alice Cooper

What a drag it is

In these gold lame jeans

Is this the coolest way

To get though your teens?

Well I cut my hair weird

I read that it was in

I look like a rooster

That was drowned and raised again

What are you going to do?

I’ll tell you what I’m going to do

Why don’t you get away?

I’m going to leave today

I ran into my room

And I fell down on my knees

Well I thought that fifteen

Was going to be a breeze

I picked up my guitar

To blast away the clouds

Somebody in the next room yelled

You got to turn that damn thing down

What are you going to do?

I’ll tell you what I’m going to do

Why don’t you get away?

Well I’m going to cry all day

And I know trouble is brewing out there

But I can hardly care

They fight all night about his private secretary

Lipstick stain, blonde hair

What are you going to do?

I’ll tell you what I’m going to do

Why don’t you run away?

I’m going to leave today

But even I don’t know what I’m going to do

Don’t know what I’m going to do

No

What are you going to do?

I’ll tell you what I’m going to do

Why don’t you run away?

I’m going to leave today

What are you going to do?

I’ll tell you what I’m going to do

Why don’t you get away?

I’d rather to cry all day