Only A Lad

What you see is what you get
Don't relax you're not home yet
What you see is what you get
Don't relax you're not home yet

Put your life into my hands
Look around you'll understand
Put your life into my hands

It's the '80's idiot
What you see is what you get
It's the '80's little fool
Don't forget the golden rule
What you see is what you get
What the hell did you expect
Pretty red roses, wet puppy noses
Men with rubber hoses is more like it

What you see is not always what you get
A lesson we must not forget
One never knows what to expect
So close your eyes and what you get
Is what you see and what you get

Open up your eyes and look around
Then close them tight and kiss the ground
You better be thankful you're alive
And how much longer can you survive
Underneath the mask there's something brewing
Underneath the ground there's something moving

It's the '80's idiot
What you see is what you get
It's the '80's little fool
Don't forget the golden rule
What you see is what you get
What the hell did you expect
Pretty red roses, wet puppy noses
Men with rubber hoses is more like it

Patrolling the street with all of their friends
Bashing you around trying to make you like them
What you see is what you get

You never lived in the streets though you wish you had
Not enough talent to play a guitar
You failed as an artist 'cause you lacked in the confidence
Now you're a critic and you're at the top
(the top of what)

You don't believe what you write
You're and imposter you don't, don't, don't believe what you write

You can't get used to the fact that you ain't a kid
You like to think that you speak for them all
You'd cut off your nose if you thought it would make you hip
It drives you crazy you can't be a star (oh ain't that tough)

You don't believe what you write
(you're an imposter) you don't believe what you write
(you're an imposter) you don't believe what you write
(you're an imposter) you don't, don't, don't believe what you write

You take the credit while others do all the work
You like to think you discovered them first
But we all know you moved in after it was safe
That way you know you could never get hurt
(you like to play god!!)

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You're just a critic, we know why you drink so much
Jealousy slowly consuming your gut
The streets that you never knew are just where they've always been
Your head is firmly lodged way up your butt (where it belongs)

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There's someone knockin' on my door
There's someone knockin' on my door
I think they're looking for me
I think they're looking for me
Pretend there ain't nobody home
Don't make a sound, don't even move
Don't give them nothing to see
I think they're looking for me

I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
I got to run

There's someone crawling in my yard
There's someone creeping on my roof
There's someone tapping my phone
I feel it deep in my bones
They want to probe my intuition
They want to find out what i know
Why don't they leave me alone
Why don't they leave me alone

I got to run
I got to run
I got to run
Might be the catcher
Or the controller
Can't be too careful
I take precautions
They're very clever
I got to run

Faceless surgeons armed with razors
Cut out our imagination

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(repeat chorus)

Faceless surgeons armed with razors
Cut out our imagination
It's a strange thing
Deadly reason
Razors cut with such precision
Probing deep without detection
Razors never lie
But it's all right

I think they're looking for me
I think they're looking for me
I think they're looking for me
I think they're looking for meeeeeeeeeee

They laugh at me aloud
They say i'm just a clown
That i ain't got no pride
I'm on the outside
The girls look really cute
They really make it work
They think i'm just a jerk
I'm on the outside
I never could sit still
I never was too hip
I never caught the ride
I'm on the outside

I'm on the outside, i'm on the outside now
This is where it all begins right here
On the outside lookin' in, i'm on the outside

I never was a punk
I never shot junk
I never even tried counter
Culture passed me right by
(i'm on the outside)

Don't talk to debutantes
Don't eat in restaurants
The patrons sit and stare
The waiters make wise cracks behind my back
(i'm on the outside)

Teachers there in school
They flunked me by the rule
They say i had no motivation, brains or dedication
I guess the imbeciles were right i'm on the outside

I'm on the outside, i'm on the outside now
This is where it all begins on the outside looking in
Looking in
At you
I'm just an alien through and through
Tryin' to make believe i'm you
Tryin' to fit
Just a stranger on the outside looking in

The disco makes me sick i
Wear the wrong clothes
I say the wrong things
You know i can't dance
My feet are much too wide (i'm on the outside)

You think you set the trends
You wear your hair just right
Your clothes are out-a-sight
Your house is modern really kitch
You get so macho when you're with your bitch
(i'm on the outside)

I see them go to work
I see them go to sleep
I see them on t.v.
I see them laugh and cry
I'm on the outside. i'm on the outside. i'm on the outside

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I'm on the outside. i'm on the outside now
I'm on the outside
I'm on the outside now

Johnny was bad, even as a child everybody could tell
Everyone said if you don't get straight
You'll surely go to hell

But johnny didn't care
He was an outlaw by the time that he was
Ten years old
He didn't wanna do what he was told
Just a prankster, juvenile gangster

His teachers didn't understand
They kicked him out of school
At a tender early age
Just because he didn't want to learn things
(had other interests)
He liked to burn things

The lady down the block
She had a radio that johnny wanted oh so bad
So he took it the first chance he had
Then he shot her in the leg
And this is what she said
Only a lad
You really can't blame him
Only a lad
Society made him
Only a lad
He's our responsibility
Only a lad
He really couldn't help it
Only a lad
He didn't want to do it
Only a lad
He's underprivileged and abused
Perhaps a little bit confused

His parents gave up they couldn't influence his attitude
Nobody could help
The little man had no gratitude

And when he stole the car

Nobody dreamed that he would
Try to take it so far
He didn't mean to hit the poor man
Who had to go and die
It made the judge cry

Only a lad
He really couldn't help it
Only a lad
He didn't want to do it
Only a lad
He's underprivileged and abused
Perhaps a little bit confused

It's not his fault that he can't believe
It's not his fault that he can't behave
Society made him go astray
Perhaps if we're nice he'll go away
Perhaps he'll go away
He'll go away

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Hey there johnny you really don't fool me
You get away with murder
And you think it's funny
You don't give a damn if we live or if we die
Hey there johnny boy
I hope you fry!