Raise Hell

Well don't worry they tell me hell's an ok place to be

This time of year

So don't worry they tell me hell's the hippest place to be

And I'm dying gradually to get there

While you're trying desperately to stay here

As you glance around the room

To check that no one sees how normal you are

Perfect examples of everything good young people should be

Well I see the way you read your newspaper

And the way it's rested on your lap

And the pages that you hold your finger between

As you glance around the room

To check that no one sees how normal you are

Perfect examples of everything good young people should be

As you glance around the room

To check that no one sees how normal you are

Perfect examples of everything good young people should be