Everybodys talking bout the stormy weather
And whats a man do to but work out whether its true?
Looking for a man with a focus and a temper
Who can open up a map and see between one and two
Time to get it
Before you let it
Get to you
Here he comes now
Stick to your guns
And let him through
Everybodys coming from the winter vacation
Taking in the sun in a exaltation to you
You come running in on platform shoes
With marshall stacks
To at least just give us a clue
Ah, here it comes
I know its someone I knew
Teenage riot in a public station
Gonna fight and tear it up in a hypernation for you
Now I see it
I think Ill leave it out of the way
Now I come near you
And its not clear why you fade away
Looking for a ride to your secret location
Where the kids are setting up a free-speed nation, for you
Got a foghorn and a drum and a hammer thats rockin
And a cord and a pedal and a lock, thatll do me for now
It better work out
I hope it works out my way
cause its getting kind of quiet in my citys head
Takes a teen age riot to get me out of bed right now
You better look it
Were gonna shake it
Up to him
He acts the hero
We paint a zero
On his hand
We know its down
We know its bound too loose
Everybodys sound is round it
Everybody wants to be proud to choose
So whos to take the blame for the stormy weather
Youre never gonna stop all the teenage leather and booze
Its time to go round
A one man showdown
Teach us how to fail
Were off the streets now
And back on the road
On the riot trail
ougk
