I'm Gonna Break Out Of This City leave The People Here Behind searchin' For Adventure it's The Type Of Life To Find tired Of Doing Day-Jobs with No Thanks For What I Do i'm Sure I Must Be Someone now I'm Gonna Find Out Who
why Don't You Ask Them what They Expect From You why Don't You Tell Them what You Are Gonna Do you Get So Lonely maybe It's Better That Way it Ain't You Only you Got Something To Say
do Anything You Wanna Do
i Don't Need No Politician tell Me Things I Shouldn't Be neither No Optician tell Me What I Ought To See no One Tells You Nothing even When You Know They Know but They Tell You What You Should Do they Don't Like To See You Grow
why Don't You Ask Them...
do Anything You Wanna Do
gonna Break Out Of This City leave The Suckers Here Behind searchin' For Adventure it's The Type Of Life To Find tired Of Doin' Favours with No Thanks For What I Do i Know I Must Be Someone now I'm Gonna Find Out Who