"Engine, engine number 9
Going down Chicago line
Engine, egine off the track
Do you want your money back?"

We waited all year for
This time to come around

We didn't have much
But what we did have, we held very close
"Y-E-S spells yes
Not because you're dirty, not because you're clean
Just because you kissed a girl behind a dirty magazine"
I'm it!
My head against the tree, I start the count, 1-2-3
This is what life's all about

"Ready or not," I'm interrupted, my head against the sidewalk
Being thrown to the ground is what I've heard they do
A laugh in your face and a crack in the head with a bottle of booze
I became the gang's soccer ball, kicked around for their enjoyment

Their laughing became deafening
The memories became scarring
And all they could do was watch
The gang, they swung at will
Pounding my pals for a thrill

But it was the laughs that buried
Into me, I leaned up against
The tree, had my pals holding my
Head, we all sat there and weeped

We all sat there and weeped

Why am I not hiding? Why am I not seeking?
I leaned up against the tree
Why am I cut open? The night's filled with shrieking
We all sat there and weeped
Give my hiding spot away, I'm done for today
Why am I cut open? The night's filled with shrieking

Give my hiding spot away, I'm done for today
Give me a few years

Give me a few years
Then tell them to come back and play