"Engine, engine number nine
Going down Chicago Line
Engine engine off the track
Do you want your money back?"

We waited all year for this time to come around
We didn't have much, but what we did have, we held very close

"Y-e-s spells "yes," not because you're dirty, not because you're clean
Just because you kissed a girl behind a dirty magazine"
I'm it

My head against the tree, I start the count: 1-2-3...
This is what life's all about...

"Ready or not-" I'm interrupted
My head against the sidewalk
Being thrown to the ground is what I've heard they do
A laugh in your face and a crack in the head with a bottle of booze
I became the gangs soccer ball, kicked around for their enjoyment

Their laughing became deafening
The memories became scarring
And all they could do was watch

The gang, they swung at will
Pounding my pals for the thrill

But it was the laughs that buried into me
I leaned up against the tree
Had my pals holding my head
We all sat there and weeped

We all sat there and weeped

Why am I not hiding, why am I not seeking
I leaned up against the tree
Why am I cut open, the nights filled with shrieking
We all sat there and weeped
Give my hiding spot away, I'm done for today
Why am I cut open, the nights filled with shrieking
Give my hiding spot away, I'm done for today
Give my a few years
Give my a few years
Then tell 'em to come back and play