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I was born in 1959 I see no point being alive I see no point in keeping clean I see no point in anything Mummy always seemed to be there To wash and scrub little Jackie's hair To pick the dandruff from his scalp And give him pills when he's ill Mummy does'nt seem to realise Little jackie is now a problem child She asks the doctor whats wrong with him The doctor says Another teenage rebel Another spotty problem kid Another teenage rebel Take your teenage rebel away Another teenage rebel Another spotty problem kid Another teenage rebel Take your teenage rebel away A rebel, A teenage rebel A rebel, A teenage rebel No asylums for the crazy No churches for the godly No rules for the ruled No rules for the ruled No rules for the ruled A rebels, A teenage rebels A rebels, A teenage rebels And their teachers cannot understand Why the pupils are now beyond their command They ask the shrinks whats wrong with us The shrink says Another teenage rebel Another spotty problem kid Another teenage rebel Take your teenage rebel away Another teenage rebel Another spotty problem kid Another teenage rebel Take your teenage rebel away
Writer(s): Martin Cowan, Colin Cowan, Greg Cowan, A. Getty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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