Lyrics
Youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
She's my little youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
Punch-drunken youngblood
She's a loner
Not a stoner
Bleeding heart, and the soul of Miss Teresa
Supernova
Cherry cola
She's the cedar in the trees in Minnesota
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
I'm a rough boy
'Round the edges
Getting drunk, and fallin' into hedges
She's my weakness
Fucking genius
Swear to God, and I'm not even superstitious
Youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
She's my little youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
Punch-drunken youngblood
I want to hold you like a gun
We'll shoot the moon into the sun (daylight)
Alright (alright)
Alright (ow!)
Are you stranded
Like I'm stranded?
Do you wanna watch the world fall to pieces?
Are you broken
Like I'm broken?
Are you restless? She said, "Fuck you, I'm from Oakland!"
Youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
She's my little youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
Punch-drunken youngblood
