Lyrics
Can't keep my hands to myself
Think I'll dust 'em off, put 'em back up on the shelf
In case my little baby girl is in need
Am I coming out of left field?
Ooh-ooh, I'm a rebel just for kicks now
I been feeling it since 1966 now
Might be over now, but I feel it still (but I feel it still)
Ooh-ooh, I'm a rebel just for kicks now
Let me kick it like it's 1986 now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
Got another mouth to feed
Leave it with a babysitter, mama, call the grave digger
Gone with the fallen leaves
Am I coming out of left field?
Ooh-ooh, I'm a rebel just for kicks now
I been feeling it since 1966 now
Might've had your fill, but you feel it still
Ooh-ooh, I'm a rebel just for kicks now
Let me kick it like it's 1986 now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
We could fight a war for peace
(Is it someone? Is it coming?)
Give in to that easy living, goodbye to my hopes and dreams
(Is it coming? Is it coming?)
Start flippin' for my enemies, we could wait until the walls come down
(Is it coming? Is it coming?)
It's time to give a little to the kids in the middle
But, oh, 'til falls won't bother me (coming)
Ooh-ooh, I'm a rebel just for kicks now
I been feeling it since 1966 now
Might be over now, but I feel it still (but I feel it still)
Ooh-ooh, I'm a rebel just for kicks now
Let me kick it like it's 1986 now
Might be over now, but I feel it still
But I feel it still