"Youth Gone Wild" as written by and David Michael Sabo Rachel Bolan Southworth....
(Rollin' . . .)

Whoa, yeah . . .

Since I was born, they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town
I never played by the rules and I never really cared
My nasty reputation takes me everywhere

Well I look and see it's not only me
So many others, have stood where I stand
We are the young (hey!) so raise your hands!

They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
(We are the youth gone wild!)
We stand and we won't fall
We're one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
(We are the youth gone wild!)

My boss screamin' my ear 'bout who I'm supposed to be
"Get a three-piece Wall Street smile, and son you'll look just like me"
I said, "Hey man, there's somethin' you ought to know
Well I'll tell you, Park Avenue leads to Skid Row!"

Well I look and see it's not only me
We're standing tall, ain't never a doubt
We are the young (hey!) so shout it out!

They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
(We are the youth gone wild!)
We stand and we won't fall
We're one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
(We are the youth gone wild!)

Well lemme hear you get wild!

They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
(We are the youth gone wild!)
We stand and we won't fall
We're one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
(We are the youth gone wild!)

Whoa (whoa) whoa
(We are the youth gone wild!)
Whoa (whoa) whoa
(We are the youth gone wild!)
Yeah (yeah) yeah
(We are the youth gone wild!)
Whoa (whoa) whoa
(We are the youth gone wild!)


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

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