17

Now I'm seventeen

My school is in the country

Students wear trainers

Read the same magazines

Now I'm seventeen

My school is gettinng tiresome

Teachers-they're so young

Singling me out

Only like philosophy & after school the time

That's what I call my own

My own time

Nice girls meet nice boys end of school day

While other girls go strait home

Talking 'bout soaps 'n' that

I go home alone

Like it watching the nameless people

Surfing subways, travelling somewhere

"...nowhere..."

Now I'm seventeen I do not have a title

Depend on no one else

Busy being king to myself)

Only like philosophy

& after school the time

That's what I call my own

My own time

Nice girls meet nice boys end of school day

While other girls go strait home

Talking 'bout soaps 'n' that

I go home alone and have dinner

In my sweet home praying again,

Again & again

Again & again & again

Again & again

I see the same faces in school

& they say that I am different

I think it's an honour

I say it's an honour to B different

I can't go their way

Surfing subways, travelling somewhere

"...nowhere..." "...nowhere..."

No-no no-no oh

I go home alone and have dinner

In my sweet sweet home

Praying again,

Again & again

Again & again & again & again

Now I'm seventeen

Now I'm "...seventeen..."