Am Am G6 F / Am Am G6 F Am7 Well there's slim times when my words won't rhyme C F and the hills I face are a long hard climb G C F C I just sit cross legged with my old guitar Am G F7 You know it kinda makes me feel like a rock n roll star Am7 Well it makes me laugh Lord it Makes me cry C F And I think for once just let me get high G C F C Let me get electric put a silk suit on Am G F7 Turn my old guitar into a tommy gun D And root, toot, shoot, myself to fame Am7 Every kid alive gonna know my name D7 E7 F7 An overnight phenomenon, like theres never been F7 G7 A A motivated supersonic king of the scene. Dm G Dm G I'll be a teenage idol, just give me a break Cmaj7 Am Dm G I'm gonna be a teenage idol, no matter how long it takes Dm G You can't imagine what it means to me Dm G A7 I'm gonna grab myself a place in history F Ab E7 Am7 A teenage idol that's what I'm gonna be. Well life is short and the world is rough And if you're gonna boogie boy you gotta be tough Nobody knows if I'm dead or alive I just drink myself to sleep each night. And I pray to the teenage god of rock If I make it big let me stay on top You gotta but me loose from this one room dive Put me on the ladder keep this boy alive.