Baba O'Reilly

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
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, oh
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!

I know everybody's putting reflective lyrics on their blogs today, but I'm in way too good of a mood to do that. Suffice to say, this has been a good Sept. 11. So remember that Concert for America last fall when The Who came on in the middle of all those sad songs and Daltrey ripped out that amazing version of Baba O'Reilly? That was cool. Happy 11th.