Baba O'riley (En Directo)
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,
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
before we get much older.
Teenage wasteland,
it's only teenage wasteland.
Teenage wasteland,
oh, yeah,
teenage wasteland,
they're all wasted!
