Well, how come you only want tomorrow    With its promise of something hard to do    A real life adventure worth more than pieces of gold       Blue skies above and sun on your arms    Strength in your stride    And hope in those squeaky clean eyes    You'll get chilly receptions everywhere you go    Blinded with desire    I guess the season is on       So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth    But it's all, but it's all used up    Break open your million dollar weapon    And push your luck, still you push, still you push your luck    A broken nosed mogul are you    One of the new wave boys       Same old thing in brand new drag    Comes sweeping into view    As ugly as a teenage millionaire    Pretending it's a whizz kid world       You'll take me aside, and say    Well, David, what shall I do? They wait for me in the hallway    I'll say Don't ask me, I don't know any hallways    But they move in numbers and they've got me in a corner    I feel like a group of one, no no    They can't do this to me    I'm not some piece of teenage wildlife       Those midwives to history put on their bloody robes    The word is that the hunted one is out there on his own    You're alone for maybe the last time    And you breathe for a long time    Then you howl like a wolf in a trap    And you daren't look behind       You fall to the ground like a leaf from a tree    And look up one time at that vast blue sky    Scream out loud as they shoot you down    No no, I'm not a piece of teenage wildlife    I'm not a piece of teenage wildlife       And noone will have seen and noone will confess    The fingerprints will prove that you couldn't pass the test    There'll be others on the line filing past, who'll whisper low    I miss you, He really had to go    Well each to his own    He was another piece of teenage wildlife