Words and music by Roger Taylor. My new purple shoes. Bin amazin' the people next door. And my rock'n'roll forty fives. Bin enragin' the folks on the lower floor. I got a way with the girls on my block. Try my best to be a real individual. And when we go down to smokies and rock. They line up like it's some kind of ritual. Oh give me a good guitar. And you can say that my hair's a disgrace. Or just find me an open car. I'll make the speed of light outa this place. I like the good things in life. But most of the best things ain't free. It's the same situation just cuts like a knife. When you're young and you're poor and you're crazy. Young and you're crazy.... Oh give me a good guitar. And you can say that my hair's a disgrace. Or just find me an open car.