By the desperate an' confused
Emotion of the youth, I was brought to Crisis land
Where after getting checked for fleas
And barricades of embassiesI was sculpted to be overworked and silent
But since the early age I broke out of the cage
And learned how to make marching drums
From a fish canAnd I knew I'll run away
And so without further delay
I said, "Two tears in a bucket
Mother fuck it"And it seems like I ran and ran
Through the garbage and quicksand
And after getting checked for fleas
And barricades of embassiesI would never, never, never, never
Wanna be young again
But sudden wind it stole my hat
And I went on chasing itBefore I was just another burned out carnies
Every freak on every day
Lives a life one certain way
And that way is ain't no nothin' but a birthrightBut since the early age I broke out of the cage
And it seems like I ran and ran
Through the garbage and quicksandAnd after getting checked for fleas
And barricades of embassies
I would never, never, never, never
Wanna be young again