Peso joga ginga roda      Vera's face burnt as a memory of bedroom fun   With a lighter and some hairspray smoking in the girls' room   Not worse than Shelley's rape behind the McDonald's   By a man she thought was fine, didn't tell anybody      Or maybe back then we just thought that she was getting some   Now we look back and see that she didn't know how   We never thought that we'd get caught up   Stuck in the teenage waste      As we explode, as we explode      Then getting drunk in the bushes by the road outside the K-Mart   Rolling around in them to see if you would get prickled   Slip the acid on your tongue rooftop mall parkade   We couldn't get enough      Then count the stars and the ten million woes   Just you and the universe judging each other   We never knew that we'd get caught up   Stuck in the teenage waste      As we explode, as we explode   As we explode, as we let      Peso roda ginga joga      It's a fight, it's a fight and you finally belong   Got a shiner now and it's more than a battle scar   More than a battle scar, such a good, good story to tell   At lunch break, lunch break, lunch break, lunch break   Such a good, good story to tell      You bully, you break, you bully, you break   You fake, you fake, you fake, you fake   You smoke, you toke, you want, you flaunt   You hit it and you're in it and it's spinning   And it's wild and we never thought that we'd get caught up   Stuck in the teenage waste      As we explode, as we explode   As we explode, as we let go      We're counting the stars, we're counting the stars   We're gonna go far, we're gonna go far   We're counting the stars, we're counting the stars   We're not very far, we're not very far      And it's you and me in the open air   It's truth or dare, we don't care   We're counting the stars, we're counting the stars   We're counting the stars, we're counting the stars