"Our children will thank us", they said Then they stole our youth Set it ablaze in an amphetamine haze and the sun faded away
A million scientists just fell off the earth It's in today's headlines With leaky hulls and cul-de-sac skulls we set our ships to sea
I don't get what all the fuss is about And when your world comes crashing down I'll be there, but not for you
I'd like to see you talk your way out of this one, son; you've got their blood on your hands So unless you've got some kind of cunning diversion I suggest you face the wall instead
I don't get what all the fuss is about And when your world came crashing down I was there, but not for you