[Verse1]
They're gonna cl[E] ean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of y[B] ou
Because they sl[A] eep with a gun
And keep an e[E] ye on you, son
So they can w[B] atch all the things you d[E] o
Because the dru[E] gs never work
They gonna give you a smirk
Cause they got methods
Of keeping you cl[B] ean
They're gonna r[A] ip off your heads
Your aspir[E] ations to shreds
Another c[B] og in the murder machi[E] ne
[Chorus]
They said, all [E]
teenagers scare the living shit out of me
[E] They could care less as long as [B] someone'll bleed
So [A] darken your clothes
Or strike a [E] violent pose
Maybe they'll [B] leave you alone
But not [E] me
[Verse2]
The boys and g[E] irls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, [B] kid
But if you're t[A] roubled and hurt
what you got [E] under your shirt
will make them pa[B] y for the things that they di[E] d
[Chorus]
They said all [E] teenagers
scare the living shit out of me
[E] They could care less as long as [B] someone'll bleed
So [A] darken your clothes
Or strike a [E] violent pose
Maybe they'll [B] leave you alone
But not [E] me
* oh yeah *
[Solo]
[A] [E] [A] [B]
[Chorus] (same chords implied for a cappella chorus)
They said all [E] teena[N.c.]
gers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
Or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me
All together now,
[E] Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
[E] They could care less as long as [B] someone'll bleed
So [A] darken your clothes
Or strike a [E] violent pose
Maybe they'll [B] leave you alone
But not [E] me, waaaaah!
[E] Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
[E] They could care less as long as [B] someone'll bleed
So [A] darken your clothes
Or strike a [E] violent pose
Maybe they'll [B] leave you alone
But not [E] me