Written by John Mellencamp and George Green      Pre-war matador   save your broken bones   Golden rule, he's such a fool   in the streets alone   Slow burn, taciturn   nothing left to say   Column five, sympathize   it's easier that way      (1st chorus)      Just want to be a big boy   pushin' some Jim-jims around   but it's hard to be a dreamer   in a dream killing town   Hard to be a dreamer   in a dream killing town      Good as dead, Sally said   I fear what she knows   Money spent, for reconnaissance   and blood's upon her clothes   Child's toy, soldier boy   playing with his gun   Uptown, missile clown   living on the run      (2nd chorus)      He just want to be a big boy   growing up too soon   Show you his gun   flash his knife in the sun   and dance to a rock and roll tune      (bridge)      Once tried, twice denied   Sally said she knew   Full sized polarized   is what she's looking through   Switch blade, promenade   leather jacket war   Cliché, don't runaway   Slipping out the back door      All night parasite   wake me up at noon   Copped himself an attitude   down at the Red Dog Saloon   Quick laid, masquerade   gets the young boy up tight   Low rent, Jack-a-Lent   says he's gonna be all right