Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Needs The Young, artist - Meat Loaf.
Date of issue: 15.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Who Needs The Young |
Who needs the young? |
The revelation of their faces and their hair |
When all we have are withered traces of the faces we once were |
And suffocation in the dirty, fatal air |
Who needs the young bodies floating in the sun? |
Who needs the young? |
The celebration of the races that they’ve have won |
The sado-masochistic things they’ve never done — disgusting |
And all the places that we never will have gone |
Who needs the young bodies floating in the sun? |
Who needs the young? |
My eyes just aren’t what they were |
My eyes just aren’t what they were |
My eyes just aren’t what they were |
Is there anyone left who can see? |
Blind him! |
My lips just aren’t what they were |
My lips just aren’t what they were |
My lips just aren’t what they were |
Is there anyone left who can kiss? |
Spit on him! |
My mind just isn’t what it was |
My mind just isn’t what it was |
My mind just isn’t what it was |
Is there anyone left who can dream? |
Wake him! |
My legs just aren’t what they were |
My legs just aren’t what they were |
My legs just aren’t what they were |
Is there anyone left who can dance? |
Cripple him! |
My voice just isn’t what it was |
My voice just isn’t what it was |
My voice just isn’t what it was |
Is there anyone left who can sing? |
Silence him! |
My sex just isn’t what is was |
My sex just isn’t what is was |
My sex just isn’t what is was |
Is there anyone left who can fuck? |
Screw them! |
Who needs the young? |
The perfect star of flesh that never has to cry |
Who needs the filthy moaning passed from thigh to thigh? |
Who needs the self-appointed prophets waving banners in the bloodshot sky |
Who needs the young when we’re spending all the rest of our wonderful lives |
learning to die! |