Don’t Hassle Me

Sitting in my car
Talked outside your door in the night
Thinking of the yesterday's
When everything was right

I used to call for you, come in
And talk some with your dad
Your mother used to come to me
When she was feeling sad

And then I let my aggro down
And changed my style of dress
Besides that I've got nobody
That I've got to impress

And suddenly the wind is blowing leaves of family tree
It seems that I am quarantined, yet I've got no disease

No! Don't you hassle me!
I am trying to be young, I am trying to be free
No! Don't you hassle me!
You read too many magazines, you watch too much TV

Father called you to a side, late this afternoon:
'Tell your girl I see that boy is going to leave the room.'
I saw it in the magazines, I saw it on TV
This kind is like a plague upon all human decency

And so the cities burned to death
The images can't see
She understands my point of view
Still, I don't feel releaved

No! Don't you hassle me!
I am trying to be young, I am trying to be free
No! Don't you hassle me!
You read too many magazines, you watch too much TV

No! Don't you hassle me!
I am trying to be young, I am trying to be free
No! Don't you hassle me!
You read too many magazines, you watch too much TV