Works hard all his life for the children and the wife Saving daddy?s money for some empty future dream They have all things money can buy But they can
Crazy days would never end, we screamed the world was ours to change You look back now, speak mournfully of the past As if your youth has come and gone
I have got to keep things simple We?re living on the outskirts of a dying society Technology has become the new religion and it?s killing us Is it so
time They keep telling us they know what?s best - know what?s best We?re too disgusted to give a shit - give a shit The only real change must come from
expensive and I?m tired and I wanna go home Call me Yanqui imperialista, think we?re violent morons Now I?ve done foreign lands The food is shit and the chicks are snobs They come
When I see you I can feel you?re full of hate Got a piece and a knife How easy it is to take a life The violence and despair is an everyday affair It
