Bad Company

Always someone's going to criticize

Always someone puts you down

Always someone cuts you down to size

Always they push you around

Don't measure up to their conformity

Don't like the face that you wear

Don't let you be what you want to be

Don't like the way you don't care

Should we not have our identity

Should we not make up our minds

Why should we be each others enemy

Why should we always toe the line

They try to tell you, it's a passing faze

Be dead tomorrow, this youth cult craze

Live today, then you forget

You get from life, what you steal from it