Teen Idles

Cries of anarchy, cries of freedom
Cries of fury in the United Kingdom
Started out loud, started out young
Started out poor and just for fun
Tales of youth fighting back
Just another load of crap
The clothes you wear have lost their sting
Sos the fury in the songs you sing
Walking with a goose-step, rose up high
Making sure youre seen in the public eye
Youre acting mean, youre acting tough
You shoud have been happy with just enough
A loaded pistol at your head
You wont be satisfied til youre dead
Playing your game, apparent cheap thrills
An image to live by, an image that kills
There goes your fury, out the door
Dont expect our respect anymore
[ Fleeting Fury Lyrics ]