[Intro] Wellhow come you only want tomorrow With its promise of something hard to do A real life adventure worth more than pieces of gold Blue skies above and sun on your arms strength in your stride And hope in those squeaky clean eyes You’ll get chilly receptions everywhere you go Blinded with desire - guess the season is on So you train by the shadow boxing search for the truth But it’s all but it’s all used up Break open your million dollar weapon And push your luck still you push still you push your luck A broken nosed mogul are you One of the new wave boys Same old thing in brand new drag Comes sweeping into view oh-ooh As ugly as a teenage millionaire Pretending it’s a whizz kid world You’ll take me aside and say "well David what shall I do?" They wait for me in the hallway" I’ll say "dont ask me I don’t know any hallways" But they move in numbers and they’ve got me in a corner I feel like a group of oneno-no They can’t do this to me I’m not some piece of teenage wildlife      Those midwives to history put on their bloody robes The word is that the hunted one is out there on his own You’re alone for maybe the last time And you breath for a long time        Then you howl like a wolf in a trap And you daren’t look behind            You fall to the ground like a leaf from the tree And look up one time at the vast blue sky Scream out aloud as they shoot you down No no I’m not a piece of teenage wildlife I’m not a piece of teenage wildlife                   And no one will have seen and no on will confess The fingerprints will prove that you couldn’t pass  the test Ab There’ll be others on the line filing past who’ll whisper low Ab I miss you he really had to go Well each to his own he was                                   Another piece of teenage wildlife 0h-0h-0h-ohh Another piece of teenage wildlife 0h-oh-oh-ohh Another piece of teenage wild... Wild Wild

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque la lutte intérieure d'une génération, en cherchant un sens dans un monde rempli de promesses tout en faisant face à la désillusion. Elle décrit un jeune en quête d'authenticité, se sentant piégé dans les attentes de la société et confronté à des épreuves qui ébranlent son identité. Il se débat avec ses ambitions, ses désirs et les réalités souvent cruelles de la vie. Dans un contexte plus large, cette œuvre s’inscrit dans les années 1970, période marquée par des bouleversements sociaux et culturels. Elle reflète la tension entre l'aspiration à la réussite et la peur de l'anonymat dans une société de consommation, illustrant la quête d'une voix et d'une place dans un monde où chacun semble se battre pour être reconnu.