Young blood
Young blood
Young blood
She's my little young blood

Young blood
Young blood
Young blood
Punch drunk and young blood

She's a loner
Not a stoner
Bleeding heart and soul of Miss Teresa
Supernova
Cherry cola
She's the cedar in the trees of Minnesota

I'm a rough boy
'round the edges
Getting drunk and falling into hedges
She's my weakness
Fucking genius
Swear to god and I'm not even superstitious

Young blood
Young blood
Young blood
She my little young blood

Young blood
Young blood
Young blood
Punch drunk and young blood

I want to hold you like a gun
We'll shoot the moon into the sun
Alright
Alright

Are you stranded
Like I'm stranded
Do you wanna watch the world fall to pieces

Are you broken
Like I'm broken
Are you restless
She said "Fuck you I'm from Oakland"

Young blood
Young blood
Young blood
She's my little young blood

Young blood
Young blood
Young blood
Punch drunk and young blood