This is a pointless teenage anthem

About how great things used to be

The kind that tugs your heartstrings

Like rhythmic atrophy

A pointless teenage anthem

We're not allowed to grow

Past the pointless teenage tantrums

Like the kind I used to throw

Round, round, round

Just keep spinning around

Down, down, down

Spinning upside down

Pound, pound, pound

Pound it to the ground

Sound, sound, sound

Like its something new they've found

A pointless teenage anthem

Is what they expect from me

To hold on to the youth they lost

In 1983

A pointless teenage anthem

To keep the old school young

So they can slam around and round

Lament what they've become

A pointless teenage anthem

Really shouldn't be too tough

I've written fifty other ones

More than enough

So here's a toast to happiness

To life and liberty

Life's a blast, throw off the past

Irresponsibility