Young an Insane

In this town 
  There is nothing at all 
  But a brown school and a dead shopping mall 
  The record store is execrable 
  We sit around blowing bubbles 

  'Cause we're young and insane 
  And we're running away for the summer 
  We're deprived and depraved 
  And we won't get away with it, young and insane 

  When you're free in an antique car 
  For a week, you will know who you are 
  In uninhabitable 
  We go out to jump in puddles 

  'Cause we're young and insane 
  And we're running away for the summer 
  We're deprived and depraved 
  And we won't get away with it, young and insane