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 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 subwaystravelling 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 time
Nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
While other girls go strait home
Talking 'bout soaps'n' that
I go hime alone and have dinner
In my sweet home praying again
Again & again (“…peace…")
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 subwaystravelling somewhere “…nowhere…"
I go hime alone and have dinner
In my sweet home praying again
Again & again (“…peace…")
Now i'm seventeen
Now i'm “…seventeen…"
