You were young and you read stories About desperate lives and broken hearts Deep passions, clueless frustrations Rebel sons and hell breaking loose When it was time to face it in the eye Say, son, what you gotta do? Find a job, a house, a woman Or tear your old man's house apart? [BRIDGE] You could not understand why But you could feel the same emotions The same misery, the same sparks Used to light your soul Find yourself alone in a bad place Get your kicks just to stay alive Always too young to face yourself Old enought to kiss your ass goodnye Find a place (where) you can party everyday Rock'n'Roll means you're no fool Just like at every anciet people's feast Something they never show you at school [BRIDGE] [CHORUS] What a story, it's a story, that's your story too You're getting older now You'd better face the truth What a story, it's a story, that's your story too All those stories that would move you Were about someone like you Life's a whore that you can't pay To make her do all that you want When you're down to your last kicks Pray you're acting in the same show Mommy and daddy fought for freedom Look at this world they've left you Was it worth fighting for their ideals Or lightning a cigarette to make you look cool? [BRIDGE] [CHORUS] Take this! [CHORUS] [FINAL CHORUS] What a story, it's a story, that's your story too You're getting wiser now You'd better think about your youth What a story, it's a story, that's your story too If that story made you cry Well, it was your story too