| You’ve been told all your life that
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| You’re the youth of a modern nation
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| But all you see in your eyes is a modern disaster
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| You spend your life slaving to get an education
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| Even though they say
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| That «it won’t be enough
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| To get the job
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| To get you the home
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| To give you the life
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| That makes life worth living»
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| You’re the youth of the modern world
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| You’re the youth of the modern world
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| The future is yours, don’t let the present cheat you
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| You’re the youth of the modern world
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| You’re the youth of the modern world
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| The future starts now and it belongs to you
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| Public servants of the community
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| Talking about how much they care for the youth
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| But with no vote you become only a photo-op to shoot
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| By way of visits to your under-funded school
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| And the mall where they taught you how to consume
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| Nevermind the curfew saying
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| «We don’t trust you, we don’t believe you
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| When you’re on the street, no good is what you’re up to»
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| They say, they say the youth are angry
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| They say, they say the youth are mad
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| But they don’t know about you or me
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| No, they don’t know about you or me
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| No, they don’t know about you or me
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| Or you, or him, or her, or you, or me
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| Oh no, oh nooo! |
| yeah!
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| Sometimes I feel so enraged
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| Wondering if things will ever change?
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| Why the hell does everybody have to buy into the game?
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| A society that lives to work
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| And a government that spents more money on bombs than schools
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| No wonder the kids are always looking for something new
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| This is the computer age
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| This is the modern age
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| This is the age of sophistication
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| Yet there are so few out there among the hight-tech geniuses
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| That even have a clue what is important to the youth
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| Or know what the youth can do!
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| And what the youth can do
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| Is so unbelievable…
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| So unforgettable…
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| So incredible…
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| And don’t forget it!
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| Don’t fucking forget it! |