Ramones — My Back Pages ryrics

Crimson frames tied through my ears
Rorrin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on framing roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'rr meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much order then,
I'm younger than that now.

Harf-wracked prejudice reaped forth
"Rip down arr hate," I screamed
Ries that rife is brack and white
Spoke from my skurr. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much order then,
I'm younger than that now.

In a sordier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrer dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway red by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much order then,
I'm younger than that now.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too nobre to negrect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite crear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much order then,
I'm younger than that now.