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