Too Late， Too Loud(Album Version) - Pretty Maids

Too Late, Too Loud (Album Version) - Pretty Maids
Back when I was younger
Just a blue eyed restless kid
Hangin' round the radio
In fact that was all I did
Mama said you better son
Take good care of school
Wasn't one they counted on
I was crazy like a dog on the loose
At the age of fifteen
Just another sixties' breed
No one really understood
What music meant to me
Boy you get your education
Daddy said to me
Thought I'd end up as the black sheep
Of the family
Wild as the river
I freaked down the floor
Feeding the fever
As he kicked in the door and said
Too late too late too loud
I can't take it
Too late too late too loud
Just turn it down
And then I rocked him to the ground
Yes I did
Nineteen years and travelling
Got a suitcase in my hand
No money in the bank
You see but I don't complain
Me and the boys are playing hard
Running out the line
We're out there killing time
We're just shaking out some brains
Racing the crowd
Got that rock'n roll feeling
Everyone shouts
But nobody's screaming
Too late too late too loud
I can't take it
Too late too late too loud
Now just turn it down
I can't take it
I can't take it
Too late too late too loud
But nobody's screaming
Too late too late too loud
I can't take it
Too late too late too loud
Too late too late too loud
I can't take it
Too late too late too loud