Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tragic Youth , by - Charlene Soraia. Song from the album Where's My Tribe, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 24.01.2019
Record label: Peacefrog Holdings
Song language: English
Tragic Youth |
| Must I commit my tragic youth to history |
| Am I not still to recall when I need |
| In my lonely hours they wonder like a vicious mystery |
| Can I rewrite the tale that often makes me travel blindly |
| My younger years were often spent in silence |
| Lest my wooden friends felt estranged |
| We entangled ourselves in thoughts of freedom’s violence |
| And bottled the brew of our strangest thoughts, deranged |
| Delinquent little darlings we were not |
| We said the right things to keep us all off |
| The hook that don’t exist no more |
| Soon you will be called for the unknowing |
| Nobody will miss you when you’re gone |
| You may come back a shell of your former self |
| But obedient you will become with love |
| Delinquent little darlings we were not |
| We said the right things to get us all off |
| The hook that don’t exist no more |
| B.B gets what he wants |
| When he needs what he wants |
| What he feeds us all from |
| Don’t bite that hand of Zion |
| Come come come come come comrades |
| Our Big Brother loves us much |
| Come come come come come comrades |
| Our Big Brother loves us much more than those |
| Old fashioned mothers |
| Delinquent little darlings we were not |
| We said the right things to get us all off |
| The hook that don’t exist no more |
| Cause B. B gets what he wants |
| When he needs what he wants |
| What he feeds us all from |
| Don’t bite that hand of Zion |
| The lions den |
| Bionic Zionic men |