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now I'm seventeen
my school is in the country
students wear trainers
read the same magazines
now I'm seventeen
my school is gettinng tiresome
teachers-they're so young
singling me out
only like philosophy & after school the time
that's what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home
talking 'bout soaps'n' that
I go home alone
like it watching the nameless people
surfing subways,travelling somewhere “…nowhere…”
now i'm seventeen i do not have a title
depend on no one else
busy being king (to myself)
only like philosophy & after school the time
that's what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home
i go hime alone and have dinner
in my sweet home praying again,
again & again (“…peace…”)
i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think it's an honour
i say it's an honour to B different
i can't go their way
surfing subways,travelling somewhere “…nowhere…”
i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think it's an honour
i say it's an honour to B different
i can't go their way
now i'm seventeen
now i'm “…seventeen…”
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my school is in the country
students wear trainers
read the same magazines
now I'm seventeen
my school is gettinng tiresome
teachers-they're so young
singling me out
only like philosophy & after school the time
that's what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home
talking 'bout soaps'n' that
I go home alone
like it watching the nameless people
surfing subways,travelling somewhere “…nowhere…”
now i'm seventeen i do not have a title
depend on no one else
busy being king (to myself)
only like philosophy & after school the time
that's what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home
i go hime alone and have dinner
in my sweet home praying again,
again & again (“…peace…”)
i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think it's an honour
i say it's an honour to B different
i can't go their way
surfing subways,travelling somewhere “…nowhere…”
i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think it's an honour
i say it's an honour to B different
i can't go their way
now i'm seventeen
now i'm “…seventeen…”