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Lo-Tel - Indie 2000, Volume 7 - Teenager of the Year
Indie 2000, Volume 7
Disc 1
01. Yellow
02. Bohemian Like You
03. Slave to the Wage
04. Damage
05. Pacifier
06. Dirty Jeans
07. Teenager of the Year
08. Teenage Dirtbag
09. Porcelain
10. The Time Is Now
11. Music Is My Radar
12. Wasting My Life
13. Start Making Sense
14. Set the Record Straight
15. Goodbye
16. Secrets
17. Catch the Sun
18. Music Non Stop
19. Drive
20. King of the DJ’s
21. Too Big for Your Boots
Disc 2
01. Renegades of Funk
02. Picture in the Mirror
03. Fall to the Ground
04. Nothing’s Wrong
05. Please Leave
06. Make Me Bad
07. Every Fucking City
08. Wonderful
09. Sunken Eyes
10. Crush the Losers
11. The Best Things
12. Stellar
13. Killing the Fly
14. Holiday
15. Go Let It Out
16. My Way Home
17. Charlie’s Angels 2000
18. Never Gonna Come Back Down
19. Size Does Matter
20. B.O.B.
21. Mind Bomb
They're gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son
So they can watch all the things you do

Because the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're gonna rip up your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
But if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirt
Will make them pay for the things that they did

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

Ohhh yeah!

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

All together now!

Teenagers scare the living shit out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me