Oh, oh, I love you Oh, oh, I do I've got a sentimental weakness for you Please don't blow away, oh yeah I was a high school atom bomb Going off on the weekends Smoking dope and ballerons And I hated all the new trends Me and my friends sang, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh It's through the middle of the road At least it's better than here Looking for a cause Well, all I got was an across I'm hanging on and dreaming I'm too dumb to die I feel like a jello Lost somewhere over the rainbow Oh, oh, I'm too scared to dream But too dumb to die My daddy always was on strike Going up with the teamsters He said that everything will be alright Not every Sunday can be Easter The picket lines scream, whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Don't cross, don't cross the line Because you'll be a scab, not a martyr Looking for a cause Well, all I got was camouflage I'm hanging on and dreaming I'm too dumb to die I feel like a jello Lost somewhere over the rainbow Oh, oh, I'm too scared to dream But too dumb to die Looking for a cause Well, all I got was camouflage I'm hanging on and dreaming I'm too dumb to die I feel like a jello Lost somewhere over the rainbow Oh, oh, I'm too scared to dream But too dumb to die I feel like a jello Lost somewhere over the rainbow