Out here in the fieldsI fight for my mealsI get my back into my livingI don’t need to fightTo prove I’m rightI don’t need to be forgivenYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don’t cryDon’t raise your eyeIt’s only teenage wasteland
Sally, take my handWe’ll travel south ‘cross landPut out the fire and don’t look past my shoulderThe exodus is hereThe happy ones are nearLet’s get together before we get much older
Teenage wastelandIt’s only teenage wastelandTeenage wasteland, oh, yeahTeenage wastelandThey’re all wasted