17(sebuntein) 椎名林檎

now Im seventeen
my school is in the country
students wear trainers
read the same magazines
now Im seventeen
my school is gettinng tiresome
teachers - theyre so young
singling me out

only like philosophy & after school the time
thats what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home

talking bout soapsn that

I go home alone
like it watching the nameless people

surfing subways , travelling somewhere " nowhere "

now im seventeen i do not have a title
depend on no one else
busy being king to myself

only like philosophy & after school the time
thats what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home

i go hime alone and have dinner
in my sweet home praying again ,
again & again " peace "

i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think its an honour
i say its an honour to B different
i cant go their way

surfing subways , travelling somewhere " nowhere "
i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think its an honour
i say its an honour to B different
i cant go their way

now im seventeen
now im " seventeen "

now I'm seventeen
my school is in the country
students wear trainers
read the same magazines
now I'm seventeen
my school is gettinng tiresome
teachers-they're so young
singling me out

only like philosophy & after school the time
that's what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home

talking 'bout soaps'n' that

I go home alone
like it watching the nameless people

surfing subways,travelling somewhere　“…nowhere…”

now i'm seventeen i do not have a title
depend on no one else
busy being king (to myself)

only like philosophy & after school the time
that's what I call my own time
nice girls meet nice boys end of school day
while other girls go strait home

i go hime alone and have dinner
in my sweet home praying again,
again & again (“…peace…”)

i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think it's an honour
i say it's an honour to B different
i can't go their way

surfing subways,travelling somewhere　“…nowhere…”
i see the same faces in school
& they say that i am different i think it's an honour
i say it's an honour to B different
i can't go their way

now i'm seventeen
now i'm “…seventeen…”