Don't it make you feel good When the world spins another way And it's all in your head And every little thing thing she said Is a call to arms? A vote for the undercla**?yeah, the underdog Still holding fast And I don't talk much, no I don't think much, no I'm just a boy who hangs around I keep my eyes clean, yeah I keep my nose clean, yeah Just a boy who hangs around I hear you calling Don't you know I'm falling? I keep my back to the world And Rita takes time to say it's all right
She always had some time to steal A summer of hate, No holy crusade, and the wars on TV Are lost on me?yeah, they're lost on you The battles we fight are all our own, They're shabby and light and stupid and sad They're all we have Yeah, they're all we have And I don't talk much, no I don't think much, no I'm just a boy who hangs around I keep my eyes clean, yeah I keep my nose clean, yeah I'm just a boy who hangs around