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Text: Thunderbirds Are Now!. To: Skulls.

When you're younger you wish you were old.
When you're older you do what you're told.
You didn't hear us, you didn't listen:
We need more of your ammunition..
Ammunition, ammunition..
Ammunition, ammunition.

(Stay young,)
You think you're bullet proof,
(Grow old- it's what you wanted.)
But to tell the truth
(Stay young,)
You lost your baby face now.
(Grow old.)

When you're older you wish you were young.
You're collapsing like a cancered lung.
You didn't hear us, you didn't listen:

We need more of your ammunition..
Ammunition, ammunition..
Ammunition, ammunition.

(Stay young,)
You think you're bullet proof,
(Grow old- it's what you wanted.)
But to tell the truth
(Stay young,)
You lost your baby face now.
(Grow old.)