Teenagers Are Nature's Revolutionaries

Teenagers are Nature's revolutionaries Like a guilty green-eyed cat who's eaten the pink canary Shocking the proper and prudent With their monkey business and horseplay They'll be sitting claiming the contrary Laughing in a shaggy and reckless way Arousing the wild and visionary Influencing some radical students by scaring the old folks anyway. Finding the whimpering willow's tune Sun bathing under a paper moon Hanging in melancholic moods despairingly waiting for Godot most daringly. Inventing a newfangled movement Singing out rhythms quite blaringly Distorting their voices with helium balloons Destroying some windows into splintered glass Scattered about like tattered trash Pointing emphatically towards something new with every rotation of the screw. Claiming bravely this is contemporary Upsetting the system as an imaginary utopia comes into view. Holding on to a secret memo Taking part of an antiwar demo Running down a complicated state of affairs Chewing a toothpick in a rocking chair Turmoil and some real frustration can backfire into a hateful nightmare. Screaming forthright for acceptance Never reaching their expectations Furthering the concept of extravagance Making the most of the nightly air Mystifying their personal circumstance to evoke their inevitable satisfaction. Implementing a bizarre resolve Begging us to become involved Swinging a jug of the darkest moonshine Complimenting their unavoidable significance Teenagers are Nature's revolutionaries Promiscuous and with passions so involuntary lost in a rambunctious fashion as they intertwine under the sheets caught in exuberance. The shadows may be crawling on the wall which left with a silhouette we can't define. Chewing a mouth full of bubblegum Looking nasty with a downward thumb Exasperating the common cause Writing funny phrases which they underline Spraying graffiti on a subway train The lack of attention seems to reign The sense of reason is burdensome confusing the normality and this entertains their smirking faces and we succumb to their wishes as they undermine our authority and disturb the sublime. Weakening a stalwart boisterous stance Racking our nerves till were almost insane Breathing deeply is our only chance to nurture their aching and cumbersome search for a life over the borderline. Once they feel a sincere recognition their minds awake to a greater romance. Then their genius within arrives with an excellent disposition charming as the day is long helping mankind to survive. Inflaming inspiration with the maximum of wondrous theories and propositions teaching with a sage's depth and relevance. With the courage of the intrepid Jeanne d'Arc filling us with confidence and gratification. Moving us to sing a troubadour's song Whistling with the bluebirds and meadow-lark We've gained the wisdom of adolescence we hence reconcile and show our adoration.