I'll only ask you once more
The time is right to have it out
The time is nigh for coming out
It's just that small town small mind
Excuse we've heard to many times
Why must you live as you're told
By your brother twice as old
So you should save some cash, it's wise
In case that moment does come
You're seventeen on the run
You should have let us know
You should have told us so
Made clear just what's en vogue
This endless game of telephone
When will you move to a downtown
As it's sung, "Sell all of your clothes,
Be mad, rash, squander cash"
The records that you once owned
They echo out your old home
Moving to the larger cities
Impulse thinking keeps you busy
A night job has to pay day bills
Moving to the larger cities
Impulse thinking keeps you busy
Your excuse list can go on and on and on