Testo di In Between the Black and White, Which is Sometimes Called the Grey...

Hey kid, can't you read the sign? It's been bottled down, by the sidewalk, by the store That you can't hang around And it's the same way every night Around the corner, up the way, it's okay Tomorrow I'll just skate, get kicked out Playing my guitar, but it's too loud Should I have the right to hang out with my friends? To find someplace to go until it's late Don't tell me where I can't go, tell me where I can They're seeing black and white, we're stuck in the grey And I've learned to bite my tongue When I'm working day and night Settling the score my own way While they're getting more and more And just because I'm not their perfect, everyday role model type, I'm shut out Tomorrow I'll just skate, get kicked out Playing my guitar, but it's too loud Should I have the right to live my life for free? When I'm stuck in the grey...