When I was young I wanted to be a punk rocka'
But everybody said no
And I was sure that if I ever had a shocka'
The same old folks would say go
It wasn't for lack of passion, a singular fashion
That led me to go
But then I'll always be your twisted little sista'
And all the rest can go blow
Yeah, I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running
Keep calling, I feel my heart drumming
I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running
Cos this time this time I'm doin' OK
I need some va va voom
To get me out of this room
It's gotten small for me
I'm burning bright as hell
So honey wish me well
Cos now I'm running free
When I was young I wanted to be a punk rocka'
But everybody said no
And I was sure that if I ever had a shocka'
The same old folks would say go
It wasn't for lack of passion, a singular fashion
That led me to go
But then I'll always be your twisted little sista'
And all the rest can go blow
I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running
Keep calling, i feel my heart drumming
I'm falling, I'll hit the floor running
Cos this time this time I'm doin' OK
I need some va va voom
To get me out of this room
It's gotten small for me
I'm burning bright as hell
So honey wish me well
'Cause now I'm running free