Tired of the town I'm living in and tired of the shape my heads been in.
The music sucks and the food is sad,everyday I think I'm going mad
When people see me they stop and stare,doesn't sound like it's really fair
Theres nothing to look at theres nothing to see,this whole town is bugging me
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Point me in the right direction and I'll stay alive
If you just give me a ticket to nowhere I will survive
Don't want to cut my hair or wear clothes like my dad
I'm sick of going to that stupid school where they tell me that I'm bad
I play guitar for a radical change and it better come up fast
I know I really got to get out of here if I'm ever gonna last