I Would Never Wanna Be Young Again

By the desperate 'n' confused Emotion of the youth I was brought to crisis land Where after getting checked for fleas And barricades of embassies I 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 fish can And I knew I'll run away And so without further delay I said "Two tears in a bucket, motherfuck it!" And it seems like I ran and ran Through the garbage and quicksand And after getting checked for fleas And barricades of embassies I would never, never, never, wanna be young again So? But sudden wind it stole my hat And I went on chasing it Before I was just another burned out carnie Every freak on every day Lives a life one certain way And that way is ain't no nothin' but a birthright But since the early age I broke out of the cage And learned how to make marching drums from fish can And I knew I'll run away And so without further delay I said "Two tears in a bucket, motherfuck it!" And it seems like I ran and ran Through the garbage and quicksand And after getting checked for fleas And barricades of embassies I would never, never, never wanna be young again What? And it seems like I ran and ran Through the garbage and quicksand And after getting checked for fleas And barricades of embassies I would never, never, never wanna be young again