Arthur the troublemaker

That fringe won´t do it fella.
That tongue on the frozen steel of sarcasm
Youth a nasty shower boyo
Youth a nasty kick in school and at home

Shake a hand or two instead of making hand signs
And use your mouth for words that ear would delight in
Don´t wear angst over that jacket as if you´ve something to say
The heat in this weather´s unstable these days

Put up that frown again let me see your face lying
No, youngen it´s not prudent to watch our hope in you die
is courtesy foreign to you?
Kindness unrecognizable? Too impromtu?
But I introduced you a few times kid
Your guilty shame forgot I wonder if your memory did?