You don't need us to tell you what to do
Remote control your fate as it bears down upon you
Secrets reveal themselves outside the lines
Calling the names out of who puts in the time
And now we're just beginning to drive this train
Well, all the wheels are spinning inside the teenage brain
Just the other day I was reminded of the many ways Gord Downie died
I see a kid in my head who will be seeing red
Until his anger yields to pride
Me and my very own were in Barilko's home
Where several thousand said their goodbyes
Carrying all the winnings, you never lost any games
Sometimes it's unforgiving and there's a lot to gain
Forty-four teenagers thinking about a master plan
To digitally download a handmade box just to divvy it up between them
They don't need us to tell them what to do
They're voluntold by a black hole Catch-22
Thunderstorm teenangels merked by the weights of their world
Now they're just beginning to drive this train
And all the wheels'll be spinning inside the teenage brain
Climbing out of the teenage
Welcome back to round two
Every day is a blank page
Turnin' faster than you
Climbing out of the teenage
Welcome back to round two
Every day is a blank page
Turnin' faster than you
Climbing out of the teenage
Welcome back to round two
Every day is a blank page
Turnin' faster than you