We were just a bunch of kids hanging out in 10 park

  Everyday after school we’d hang out till well after dark

All kinds of drugs could be had on any day

If you had no cash, no prob, when you could, you’d pay

We avoided needles, but if it got you high, why not

My friends and I would give nearly anything a shot

Ah, We was Young ~ Stupid ~ and ~ Fearless ~ In the Seventies…

My buddies and I was a real wild bunch

Post Hippie Hitters, ready to throw down on a hunch

Junior High memories of bye-gone days

All clouded in a post drug induced haze

And the bus to Rockaway Playland ~ the rides and the shore

Always on the lookout for bad girls, trouble and more

Yah, We was Young ~ Stupid ~ and ~ Fearless ~ In the Seventies…

Two or three generations ~ Sold a bill of goods that anything goes

A bunch of bullshit to turn off your mind, to enjoy a pose

The re-wind button’s broken, and good riddance to all that

I don’t do much reminiscing ~ Not proud of all that’s under my hat

But I’m trying to ride into my sunset with my head held high

And I’ll be dammed if my kids don’t know better than I…

Yeah, We were Young ~ Stupid ~ and ~ Fearless ~ In the Seventies…