I Don't Know Why I Go To

I Have Been Both Praised And Criticized. The Criticism Stung, But The Praise Sometimes Bothered Me Even More. To Have Received Such Praise And Honors Has Always Been Puzzling To Me.

There's A Place In The World For The Angry Young Man With His Working Class Ties And His Radical Plans He Refuses To Bend, He Refuses To Crawl He's Always At Home With His Back To The Wall And He's Proud Of His Scars And The Battles He's Lost And He Struggles And Bleeds As He Hangs On The Cross And He Likes To Be Known As The Angry Young Man.

You Look So Polished From Your Hair Down To Your Toes, But Still Your Finger's Gonna Pick Your Nose.

It's Ok If You Mess Up. You Should Give Yourself A Break.

Black And White Is How It Should Be, But Shades Of Grey Are The Colors I See.