You were young and you read stories

About desperate lives and broken hearts

Deep passions, clueless frustrations

Rebel sons and hell breaking loose

When it was time to face it in the eye

Say, son, what you gotta do?

Find a job, a house, a woman

Or tear your old man's house apart?



[BRIDGE]

You could not understand why

But you could feel the same emotions

The same misery, the same sparks

Used to light your soul



Find yourself alone in a bad place

Get your kicks just to stay alive

Always too young to face yourself

Old enought to kiss your ass goodnye

Find a place (where) you can party everyday

Rock'n'Roll means you're no fool

Just like at every anciet people's feast

Something they never show you at school



[BRIDGE]



[CHORUS]

What a story, it's a story, that's your story too

You're getting older now

You'd better face the truth

What a story, it's a story, that's your story too

All those stories that would move you

Were about someone like you



Life's a whore that you can't pay

To make her do all that you want

When you're down to your last kicks

Pray you're acting in the same show

Mommy and daddy fought for freedom

Look at this world they've left you

Was it worth fighting for their ideals

Or lightning a cigarette to make you look cool?



[BRIDGE]

[CHORUS]



Take this!



[CHORUS]



[FINAL CHORUS]

What a story, it's a story, that's your story too

You're getting wiser now

You'd better think about your youth

What a story, it's a story, that's your story too

If that story made you cry

Well, it was your story too