street and then it hit the wall Punk was now a driving force the chaos f**king stirred Still fighting, Still fighting.. for a future Then out of the 80's a
Traducció: Virus. Encara lluitant per un futur.
the children Remember those whose lives were lost To alleviate a "racial burden"? So the future won't repeat the past All your dreams and all you hoped for
my life with out a care Leopard print and tattered, tattered hair Because what you don't get you will never know I'm living my life like a T.V. show
lows, all the shit It don't f**king matter Just the fact that we fight through thick and thin Is what really matters Just the fact that we fight and
Looking back to the time that has passed I remember when punk was a blast When friends stuck together and things felt new But now I just don't know what
one's looking out for you Like when you lived at home But at the age of sixteen you thought you knew it all Hey piss off mom and dad cause I feel pushed against a
say And sometimes I fell like I get in the way You don't like me and I don't like you We need to figure out just what to do Denied, Deprived, a f**king
The capitalists and communists - they lie, they lie The activists and pacifists - they lie, they lie The Media and their social cliques - they lie, they
you down Fight, fight But nevertheless the world keeps spinning around Realize the biggest lie they told you was love Though life might seem hopeless it's not a
lying Problems can't be left alone - now it's time to take some action They're in my work and in my home - no time for fractions this is f**king war
Keep all those bastards from holding you down Gotta stand tall to keep off the ground Don't let them keep you from getting ahead Cause if they get their
we'll just go faster Keep up the pace and never give in Cause we'll keep on fighting Until we win We are the future we are the youth We get condemned for
Lies presented and taught as a fact Taught how to think and how to act Be responsible and obey Next thing you know your a slave Who's Gonna pay for their
want it, who want it? How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry Lost and lonely, so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend But
't want it, who want it? How could it be mine and I'm still hungry, still hungry Lost and lonely - so I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend But