1994
This is where I broke my wrist
Where I thought I could fly
Thinking I was Superman
So you know you can't cry
'Cause I wanted to be just like them
And save my city from crime
I wanted to be just like them
Just like them, just like them
Campbell's chicken noodle soup
When you stay home from school
Remember watching MTV when there was still music for you
Just a kid on Cholla Street from my city built in the sand
My father said, "You'll be a man, be a man, be a man"
And I was born in 1994
And I was born in 1994
And I was, I was born in 1994
I guess Santa Claus is just not real
And Batman can't fly
And nobody's invincible
Because I know people die
I saw it on the news one day
When the towers fell down
September's not the same place now
Same place now, same place now
Now tell me what you wanna be
Because you grow up too fast
I'll cut my hair and sag my jeans
And never show up to class
Get ready 'cause it's time to leave
So pack up your bags
And go be who you wanna be
Wanna be, wanna be
And I was born in 1994
And I was born in 1994
And I was, I was born in 1994
My country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty
My country tis of thee, be who you wanna be
My country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty
My country, my country, my country, my...
And I was born in 1994
And I was born in 1994
And I was, I was born in 1994
Where I thought I could fly
Thinking I was Superman
So you know you can't cry
'Cause I wanted to be just like them
And save my city from crime
I wanted to be just like them
Just like them, just like them
Campbell's chicken noodle soup
When you stay home from school
Remember watching MTV when there was still music for you
Just a kid on Cholla Street from my city built in the sand
My father said, "You'll be a man, be a man, be a man"
And I was born in 1994
And I was born in 1994
And I was, I was born in 1994
I guess Santa Claus is just not real
And Batman can't fly
And nobody's invincible
Because I know people die
I saw it on the news one day
When the towers fell down
September's not the same place now
Same place now, same place now
Now tell me what you wanna be
Because you grow up too fast
I'll cut my hair and sag my jeans
And never show up to class
Get ready 'cause it's time to leave
So pack up your bags
And go be who you wanna be
Wanna be, wanna be
And I was born in 1994
And I was born in 1994
And I was, I was born in 1994
My country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty
My country tis of thee, be who you wanna be
My country tis of thee, sweet land of liberty
My country, my country, my country, my...
And I was born in 1994
And I was born in 1994
And I was, I was born in 1994
Credits
Writer(s): Alec Shane Benjamin, Thomas Bratfoss Eriksen, Tobias Felix Kuhn
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