Lletres: Pearl Jam. Baba O'riley.

Out here in the fields, i fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight, to prove i'm right I don't need to be forgiven Don't cry, don't raise your eye It's only teenage wasteland Sally, take my hand Well travel south, 'cross land Put out the fire and don't look past my shoulder The exodus is here The happy ones are near Let's get together befor we get much older Teenage wasteland It's only teenage wasteland Teenage wasteland (it's only) teenage wasteland They're all wasted!