Rollin'. Woah yeah... Since I was born. They couldn't hold me down. Another misfit kid. Another burned-out town. I never played by the rules and I never really cared. My nasty reputation takes me everywhere. Well I look n' see it's not only me. So many others have stood where I stand. We are the young - so raise your hands. (Chorus). They call us problem child. We spend our lives on trial. We walk an endless mile - we are the Youth Gone Wild. We stand and we won't fall - we're one and one for all. The writing's on the wall - we are the Youth Gone Wild. My boss screamin' my ear 'bout who I'm s'posed to be. "Get a three-piece Wall Street smile and son you'll look. just like me". I said "Hey man there's somethin' you oughta know well I tell ya Park Avenue leads to...Skid Row!!". Well I look n' see it's not only me. We're standing tall ain't never a doubt. We are the young so shout it out. (repeat chorus). Well lemme hear ya get wild!. (guitar solo). (repeat chrorus). (typical Bach-style screaming to fade). We are the Youth Gone Wild!