tell - me something
why do I always find it hard just to get along
try my best - for nothing
every little thing I do is wrong
feel it in my brain
driving me insane
round and round
the same old tune
"daddy`s on the phone
you know you`re not alone
turn that down
and clean up your room."
sons and daughters
(don`t fall in)
in hot water
sons and daughters
(they don`t do)
what they oughta
tell (tell) you something
music is the key to set me free
to the beat (on the street) I`m jumping
forgetting all the things they said `bout me
here it comes again
chugging like a train
round and round
an impeccable groove
I know it`s getting late
but I won`t histate
can`t slow down
got to do what I do
sons and daughters
(always in)
in hot water
wasting time
is a crime in their eyes
but I`m still young
so much time to decide - what to do ...
(I don`t need confirmation
for my boyhood extrapolation
though I`m not sure of my direction
I have the groove for my protection)
here it comes again
chugging like a train
round and round
an impeccable groove
I know it`s getting late
but I won`t hesitate
can`t slow down
got to do what I do
sons and daughters
(don`t fall in)
in hot water
(when they fall by the way)
sons and daughters
(they don`t do)
what they oughta
tell me something
where you staying tonight
your folks
have waited up for you
now they`ve locked the door
and turned off the light.