Lyrics:
Out here in the fieldsI fight for my mealsI get my back into my livingI don't need to fightTo prove I'm rightI don't need to be forgivenDon't cryDon't raise your eyeIt's only teenage wastelandSally, take my handTravel south cross landPut out the fireAnd don't look past my shoulderThe exodus is hereThe happy ones are nearLet's get togetherBefore we get much olderTeenage wastelandIt's only teenage wastelandTeenage wastelandOh, yeahTeenage wastelandThey're all wasted!