Текст песни Barenaked Ladies - New Kids On The Block

This is a funny and fun song by what is becoming my favorite band the
more I listen to them. The basic structure of the song is verses
alternating between  and  major, and the chorus following  --
progression. I'm probably way off on some of the lyrics, but hopefully
you get the idea.

I didn't ask to be famous
But I'm not sore
You can see my face in the window of every store
You can buy my lunch box
You can wear my clothes
You can see my name its as plain as the face under your nose

I'm a new kid on the block
Well I may not be Johann Sebastian Bach
And we may not write the songs we sing
But look at Elvis he sold his soul and you crowned him king

I DIDNT ASK TO BE FAMOUS
BUT IM NOT SAD
YA SEE IVE GOT EVERYTHING THAT I ALWAYS WISHED I HAD

IN FACT ME MIND IS TIRED

IM TIRED OF SCREAMING GIRLS

I THANK MY HAIRDRESSER FOR

GIVING ME SUCH BEAUTIFUL CURLS

NOW IM A NEW KID ON THE BLOCK

WELL IM 23 AND THEY WONT LET ME GROW UP

I WENT DOWN TO REGISTER FOR THE DRAFT

WELL I GOT UP TO THE COUNTER AND

THE LADY THERE JUST LAUGHED

SHE SAID YOUR A NEW KID ON THE BLOCK

YOUNG GIRLS AND OLD BOYS MOCK

WELL YOU BROKE MY YOUNGEST DAUGHTERS HEART

WELL I KNEW YOU KIDS WERE TROUBLE FROM THE START

I DIDN'T ASK TO BE FAMOUS,BUT I'M NOT SURE

THAT WERE AS APPLE PIE AS YOU ALWAYS THOUGHT WE WERE

I CAN STAY UP ALL NIGHT,I CAN HAVE  BLAST

I CAN BREAKDANCE,I CAN FIGHT,I CAN KICK YOUR SORRY ASS

I'M A NEW KID ON THE BLOCK

AND THOUGH I MAY NOT BE JOHANN SEBASTION BACH

THERES NO NEED TO BE AFRAID OF US

THOUGH IT JUST MIGHT BE YOUR DAUGHTER ON OUR BUS