You don’t know how it feels to be me.
Come get addicted to the peace.
And from those ashes, a fledgling phoenix rises – renewed and reborn
It goes to one ear and right out the other
People talkin’ shit, they can kiss the back of my hand
Deep in the jungle camouflaged by all the fallen leaves
A hand holds up the sky while shamefully I make my plea
They say I’m just a stupid kid, just a crazy radical
Rock and roll is dead, I probably should’ve stayed in school
Stickin’ it to the man since 1776.