What have we done with innocence? It disappeared with time, It never made much sense. Adolescent resident, Wasting another night On planning my revenge...
One in ten, One in ten, One in ten!!
[Chorus:] Don't want to be your monkey wrench, One more indecent accident, I'd rather leave than suffer this, I'll never be your monkey wrench.
All this time to make amends What do you do When all your enemies are friends? Now and then I'll try to bend Under pressure, Wind up snapping in the end...
One in ten, One in ten, One in ten!!
[Chorus]
(Temper, temper, temper...)
One last thing before I quit: I never wanted any more Than I could fit into my head, I still remember every single word You said and all the shit That somehow came along with it, Still there's one thing That comforts me, Since I was always caged And now I'm free...