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Nov 17, 2017 Wasted Youth Lyrics: Ayy, you got me fucked up if you think I'ma fuck up this time, alright / It's the kid, come on, ayy / I rock the tan cargos with the velcro seams / I can't feel the vibration when. Find Wasted Youth discography, albums and singles on AllMusic.
EDIT July 7th 2016I can see through our site analytics that we continue to get a lot of visitors to this particular blog post from search engines and elsewhere.A few months ago I posted in the comments below detailing the current plans for Wasted Youth, but I figured I might as well reiterate it here for better visiblity.
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And I ran upstairs to my parents bedroomMummy and Daddy were sleeping quietly in the moonlightSlowly I opened the doorCreeping into the shadows right up to the foot of their bedI raised the guitar high above my headAnd just as I was about to bring the guitar crashing down upon the centre of the bedMy father woke up, screaming 'STOP'Wait a minute, stop it boy. What do you think your doing?' 'Thats no way to treat an expensive musical instrument'And I said 'God damn it Daddy'You know I love you, But you've got a hell of a lot to learn about Rock 'n' Roll'.
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