Kicking Up A Fuss
(J. Worth/B. Nicholson)
Listen man, we're just some kids out looking for good times
If everyone would stay away, we'd get along just fine
Every Tom and Dick and Harry likes to tell us what to do
We've had it up to here, and we don't want it from you
The hometown folks are so ashamed, they put us in exile
Nine months hard labor, like working on the rockpile
With rules and regulations, man, we never really mix
'Cause things like that get in the way when searching for some kicks
'Cause baby that's us
Kicking up a fuss
From the second we stepped off of the bus
Yeah man that's us
Kicking up a fuss
From the day I was born
There's one thing I can trust
They'd like us to be choir boys with manners so genteel
We never had much cop to that, just acting what we feel
There's a lesson to be learned, they say they wanna teach
But maybe we would learn it if they practiced what they preach
'Cause baby that's us...
Everybody has their rank
There can't be rich without the poor
There can't be pleasure without pain
Above all order must remain
Yeah man, that's us...
Oh life has got our number
And there's nothing left to try
I don't know where rock and roll comes from
But I know the reasons why
Kicking up a fuss...
If everyone would stay away, we'd get along just fine
Every Tom and Dick and Harry likes to tell us what to do
We've had it up to here, and we don't want it from you
The hometown folks are so ashamed, they put us in exile
Nine months hard labor, like working on the rockpile
With rules and regulations, man, we never really mix
'Cause things like that get in the way when searching for some kicks
'Cause baby that's us
Kicking up a fuss
From the second we stepped off of the bus
Yeah man that's us
Kicking up a fuss
From the day I was born
There's one thing I can trust
They'd like us to be choir boys with manners so genteel
We never had much cop to that, just acting what we feel
There's a lesson to be learned, they say they wanna teach
But maybe we would learn it if they practiced what they preach
'Cause baby that's us...
Everybody has their rank
There can't be rich without the poor
There can't be pleasure without pain
Above all order must remain
Yeah man, that's us...
Oh life has got our number
And there's nothing left to try
I don't know where rock and roll comes from
But I know the reasons why
Kicking up a fuss...
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