17

Yeah!
I'm on my disco cloud
Soaks me up and spits me out
But wow!
We're all aliens here
Fat monks can't give me nowt

But oh no, this youth, scratches out for
A limit I've reached
Tonight young blood meets the floor

When I was 17 I could not get it right
It's harder to feel when you
When you've put you're life to rights

I think it's time to fight
I think it's time to fight
I think it's time to...
And on and on and on

I was 17 and I could not get it right
But tonight's a different night



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Writer(s): Machines
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