Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
Dead Kennedys
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Eric Boucher
Composição
Raymond Pepperell
Composição
Geoffrey Lyall
Composição
Darren Henley
Composição
Letra
You used to be a partner in crime
Now you say you ain't got the time
Gotta get serious, gotta plan
Gotta pass those entrance exams
Oh, my God
It's your senior year
All you care about is your career
It's a life sentence
Life sentence
Life sentence
Life sentence
You're squelching your emotions
All you talk about is old times
You don't do what you want to
But you do the same thing everyday
No sense of humor
But such good manners
Now you're an adult
You're boring
It's a life sentence
Life sentence
Life sentence
Life sentence
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
The walls are closing in
You stayed too long in school
I'd rather stay a child
And keep my self-respect
If being an adult
Means being like you
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Are you really you, you, you?
You, you, you
You, you, you
Are you really you?
No
You're a chained-up dog fenced in a yard
Don't see much, you can't go far
Peace and froth, you're getting sick
Run too fast and it'll snap your neck
You say you'll break out
But you never do
You're just another ant in the hill
It's a life sentence
Life sentence
Life sentence
Life sentence
Life sentence
Life sentence
Life sentence
Written by: Darren Henley, Eric Boucher, Geoffrey Lyall, Raymond Pepperell
