Youngblood
Youngblood
Youngblood
She´s my little youngblood
Youngblood

Youngblood
Youngblood
Punch-drunken youngblood

She´s a loner
Not a stoner
Bleeding heart
With 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

I´m a rough boy ´round the edges
Getting drunk, and fallen in the 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
Alright, alright

Are you stranded?
Like I´m stranded
Do you want to 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