Spoonboy
Paint by Numbers
On the playground you learned how to share with the kidsBut you still didn't feel you fit inHow fitting, in confusion when you turned sixteenYou knew how to paint by numbersBut you knew it wasn't rock and rollYou learned tight pants, spray-paint and eyelinerYou said glam-rock would save your soulBut you didn't grasp that the rebellion you wanted wasn't something you can ever be soldAnd I never understood how someone could be so willing to be absorbed Into what I never though could be passed for identityAnd I always felt bad for the kids who had to share their faces With sad teenagers across the worldFound something to fill their loss, without ever adjusting the causeI heard a speech pattern imitated exactly by a girl in Seattle and a gang in MinneapolisSo I guess he must of learned that from T.V.You said you'd find yourself for real but feel far out from the goalYou had to paint by numbers but knew it wasn't ro-ro-ro-ro rock and roll!
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