bad religion
a streetkid named desire
well it was punk-fifteen in the morning and it was time to stand my ground and as the gawks and stares bombarded me you know i didn't even hear a sound no one gave a damn if i was there or away if i died and went to hell they'd throw a party on my grave and they'd all say "this kid is just a fool he'll never be cool they might as well just ship him off to some other school" plain destitute just a little too guilty just a little too soon that day was just like any other day no work and no pay i knew that paradise was some other place and i'd get there another day i will find it before i expire cuz i've got the desire well it was punk-fifteen in the evening and it was time to set the town on fire i saw my boots and my hair as reflected in the mirror reveal a streetkid named desire i didn't give a damn because i was just dying to be and as the hollywood street scene left its mark on me i changed from a boy into a man i said "never again!" i stuck out my chin when i should have ran shit in the fan i was driven so hard by the sound of my heart when the walls surround in deeper shades of blue and there's no voice of reason inside you and you search for meaning on an empty shelf then you're always dreaming of somewhere else today is just like any other day no fear no restraint i know that paradise is some other place and i will get there another day you can come with me no conditions or fares somehow somewhere i will find it before i expire cuz i've got the desire