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I'm bored out my mindToo sick to even careI'll take a little walkNobody's going to knowI'm in senior yearIt gives you a little free timeI'll just use it all at once!Took the fence and the laneThe bus then the trainBought an "Independent" to make me look like I got brainsI made a story up in my head if anybody would askI'm going to a seminar!I'm a geniusA prodigyA demon at Maths and ScienceI'm up for a prizeIf you've got to grow up sometimeYou've to do it on your ownI don't think I could stand to be stuckThat's the way that things were goingThe bible's my toolThere's no mention of school!My Damascan Road's my transistor radioLetras de cancionesI tune in at night when my mum and my dad start to fightI put on my headphonesAnd I tune outI am devoutThe girls are singing about my lifeBut they're not here, they've got the wild lifeIf you want to find out, find outYou got to look them in the eyeThat's why my only choiceIs find the face behind the voiceShe asked the man if the service was open"Not today, just the choir from the radio""Couldn't I sit in? I've come all this way""Will you bugger off, I've got work to do"The city was losing its appealGod was asleepHe was back in her village, in the fields"Oh, if I could make sense of it all!I wish that I could singI'd stay in a melodyI would float along in my everlasting songWhat would I do to believe?" From Letras Mania