Baba O'Riley

Out here in the fields
I fight for my meals
I get my back into my livingI don't need to fight
To prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
No, no, no, noDon't cry, don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wastelandSally, take my hand
We'll travel south, 'cross land
Put out the fire
And don't look past my shoulderThe Exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together
Before we get much olderTeenage wasteland
Only teenage wasteland
Teenage wastelandThey're all wasted