Номинация: Премия «Грэмми» за лучшее хард-рок-исполнение,
\"Молодь нації» є пісня американської християнської металевої групи POD. Він був випущений в грудні 2001 року, а другий сингл прийти з їхнього другого альбому великого лейбла, Satellite. Він був натхненний частково шкільних перестрілок в Сантана середньої школи і Коломбіна High School. У той час як супутникове містяться численні хіти, \"Молодь нації» був тільки № 1 хіт групи на сучасний рок-чарті і досяг № 28 на Billboard Hot 100 і № 6 на Mainstream Rock діаграми. Пісня була виконана в \"Weird Al\" Yankovic в полька попурі \"Злий хлопчик Білий Полька\" з його альбому 2003 Пудель Hat.
Музичне відео: Кліп на «Молодь нації» має група виступає пісню в кімнаті, заповненій з фотографіями підлітків, як видно на обкладинці синглу. Вона обертається навколо групи підлітків, що приймають поперечне поїздку країни в автомобілі від Нью-Йорка в Веніс-Біч у Лос-Анджелесі через Західної Пенсільванії (Нью-Кенсінгтон, Арнольд, Cheswick, Harmarville) та інших місцях. Книга на дорозі Джек Керуак можна побачити на приладовій панелі автомобіля. Режисер Пол Федора, відео знайдено значну ротацію на MTV2. Відео показує заздалегідь відомим Джоел Девід Мур як підліток за кермом автомобіля.
Last day of the rest of my life I wish I would have known 'cause I'd have kissed my Momma goodbye I didn't tell her that I loved her or how much I cared or thank my Pops for all the talks and all the wisdom he shared Unaware I just did what I always do Everyday the same routine before I skate off to school But who knew that this day wasn't like the rest Instead of takin' the test I took two to the chest
Call me blind but I didn't see it comin' and Everybody was runnin' but I couldn't Hear nothin except gun blast it happened so fast I didn't really know this kid though I sat by him in class May be this kid was reachin' out for love or May be for a moment he forgot who he was or May be this kid just wanted to be hugged Whatever it was I know it's because
We are we are (We are) The youth of the nation We are we are (We are) Youth of the nation
We are we are (We are) The youth of the nation We are we are (We are) Youth of the nation
Little Suzzie she was only twelve She was given the world with every chance to excel Hang with the boys and hear the stories they tell She might act kind a proud but no respect for herself She finds love in all the wrong places The same situations but different faces Changed up her pace since her daddy left her Too bad he never told her she deserved much better
Johnny boy always played the fool He broke all the rules so you would think he was cool He was never really one of the guys No matter how hard he tried With the thought of suicide It's kind a hard when you ain't got no friends He put his life to an end they might remember him then You cross a line and there is no turnin' back He told the world how he felt with the sound of a gat
We are we are (We are) The youth of the nation We are we are (We are) Youth of the nation
We are we are (We are) The youth of the nation We are we are (We are) Youth of the nation
Who's to blame for the life that tragedies claim? No matter what you say it won't take away the pain That I feel inside I'm tired of all the lies Don't nobody know Why it's the blind leadin' the blind? Guess that's the way that the story goes Will it ever make sense somebody's gotta know There's gotta be more to life than this There's got to be more to everythin' I thought exists
We are we are The youth of the nation We are we are Youth of the nation We are we are (We are we are) The youth of the nation We are we are (We are we are) Youth of the nation
We are we are (We are we are) Youth of the nation (Youth of the nation) We are we are (We are we are) Youth of the nation (Youth of the nation)
We are we are (We are we are) Youth of the nation (Youth of the nation) We are we are (We are we are) Youth of the nation (Youth of the nation)
We are Youth of the nation We are Youth of the nation We are Youth of the nation We are
Songwriters BERNARDO, NOAH / SANDOVAL, PAUL / DANIELS, MARK / CURIEL, MARCOS