I was a rebel from the day I left school,

Grew my hair long and broke all the rules.

I'd sit and listen to my records all day,

With big ambitions of when I could play.

My parents taught me what life was about,

So I grew into the type they warned me about!

They said my friends my were just an unruley mob.

And I should...

Get a haircut and get a real job.



Get a haircut and get a real job.

Clean your act up and don't be a slob.

Get it together like your big brother Bob.

Why don't you?

Get a haircut and get a real job.



I even tried that nine to five scheme.

I told myself that it was all a bad dream.

I found a band and some good songs to play.

Now I, party all night, I sleep all day.

I met this chick she was my number one fan.

She took me home to meet her mommy and dad.

They took one look at me and said