Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
Well I’ve never seen us act like this,
Our only hope is the minds of kids,
And they’ll show us a thing or two
Our only weapons are the guns of youth,
It’s only time before they tighten the noose,
And then the hunt will be on for you
The red flag waving never meant the same…
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
Like the smallest bee packs a sting,
Like a pawn checkmates a king,
We’ll attack at the crack of dawn
Build a ladder if there’s a wall,
Don’t be afraid to slip and fall,
Speak for yourself, or they’ll speak for you
The red flag waving never meant the same…
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
Like a fire, don’t need water
Like a jury, needs a liar
Like riot, don’t need order
Like a madman, needs a martyr
We don’t need them!
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday
We don’t need them!
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