Oh, oh, I love you Oh, oh, I do I got a sentimental illness for you Please don't go away, oh yeah | ( 2 Times ) I was a high school atom bomb Going off on the weekends Smoking dope and mowing lawns And I hated all the new trends Me and my friends sang "Woah-uh-oh-oh-oh (woah-uh-oh) Here's to the middle of the road At least it's better than here" * Looking for a buzz But all I got was Santa Claus I'm hanging on a dream That's too dumb to die ** I feel like a cello Lost somewhere over the rainbow Way up high, too scared to dream But too dumb to die | ( 2 Times ) My daddy always was on strike Going off with the teamsters He said that everything will be alright Not every Sunday can be Easter The picket line screamed "Woah-uh-oh-oh-oh (woah-uh-oh) Don't cross, don't cross the line Because you'll be a scab, not a martyr" ( REPEAT * , ** ) | ( 2 Times ) ( REPEAT * , ** ) | ( 2 Times )