E
They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
B
To make a citizen out of you
A
Because they sleep with a gun
E
And keep an eye on you, son
B E
So they can watch all the things you do
E
Because the drugs never work
They gonna give you a smirk
Cause they got methods
B
Of keeping you clean
A
They're gonna rip off your heads
E
Your aspirations to shreds
B E
Another cog in the murder machine
[Chorus]
E
They said, all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
E B
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
A
So darken your clothes
E
Or strike a violent pose
B
Maybe they'll leave you alone
E
But not me
[Verse 2]
E
The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
B
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
A
But if you're troubled and hurt
E
what you got under your shirt
B E
will make them pay for the things that they did
[Chorus]
E
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
E B
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
A
So darken your clothes
E
Or strike a violent pose
B
Maybe they'll leave you alone
E
But not me
* oh yeah *
[Solo]
A E A B
[Chorus] (same chords implied for a cappella chorus)
E N.C.
They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
N.C.
So darken your clothes
Or strike a violent pose
N.C.
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me
All together now,
E
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
E B
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
A
So darken your clothes
E
Or strike a violent pose
B
Maybe they'll leave you alone
E
But not me, waaaaah!
E
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
E B
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
A
So darken your clothes
E
Or strike a violent pose
B
Maybe they'll leave you alone
E
But not me
