[Verse 1]
Jenny, I read something you said about
Rock and roll, and life and death
Ah, Jenny, I read they carried you home
Broken, beaten all alone
Oh, Jenny, you said
Jenny, you thought
Give them all that they want
Everything that you got
Oh, Jenny, my dear
It's a wicked city
Once you're young, stupid and pretty

[Chorus]
And all the angry young boys
(And all the angry young girls)
They're making angry loud noises
(Kicking back at the world)
And all the angry young boys
(And all the angry young girls)

[Verse 2]
"Jenny," they cried
"Jenny," they screamed
Your picture in every magazine
Yeah, ya wanted it all
But the American Dream was nothing to write home about
She was the next big thing
And the telephone was ringing all of the time
You were wined and dined every night
Then one day it was over
And "Where are you now," they wonder
[Chorus]
And all the angry young boys
(And all the angry young girls)
They're making angry loud noises
(Kicking back at the world)
And all the angry young boys
(And all the angry young girls)

[Instrumental Bridge]
Ah-huh, uh
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Eh-ugh
Superstar, that's what you are

[Chorus]
And all the angry young boys
(And all the angry young girls)
They're making angry loud noises
(Kicking back at the world)
And all the angry young boys
(And all the angry young girls)

[Outro]
Behind their—their fingers, eyes aside
In sharp windy whispers
They say, "It's her! It is her!"
"What happened to her?"
She knows this, and she smiles
"She doesn't look anything—"
"Anything like her pictures"
She used to be
She used to be
She used to be
But she knows this and she smiles
For she has the miles and memories all to herself
Everything in between then and now
And all her images of everything in between now and then
And all they have are pictures, pictures