Teenage Revolution
Never lose that teenage lust for music;
Never forget the jitters, the shiver of goosebumps;
Never forget the energy of the curtain rising
Scream forever when you hear your favorite song;
Keep the radio up so loud
people try to see through your sunglasses
As you drive, they want to follow,
Wondering where your rhythm is leading;
The Pied Piper leading his minions;
The revolution is never too loud,
You are never too old.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2014
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