He grew up with nothing He lived and died poor a father of four He left his family temporarily for a future based on words of chicanery They said join
Too many hangars in the closet A clutter of confusion Too little rectitude to hold a moral absolute Too much distinction to relate to them Irresolutions
Angry youth MR. Elite Your older now Inside your head lives an old scene MR. Punk Sad and hating everyone Your excuse is old The way you felt has left
(John Fogerty cover)
The turn out tonight is weak The crowd is looking meager Only 40 to 50 in the flock but 3 more beers and I'm playin' Woodstock And you can probably see
Wasting his days and his nights Nothing's changed Nothing's right He has no sense of pride Sees no respect in his parents eyes and why should he care
They spoke bravely It opened our eyes We swallowed their pride A new era So whee is the new advise It seems the older methods no longer suffice The very
Can't you see we the people can make the choices You and I must raise our voices To build a future where we belong Revoke oppression and right and wrong
Morning has broken MR. Coffee has spoken The familiar wake-up call sings to my ears I wake up with a shrug To the floor with a thud Where in this hellhole
breath Blah Blah Blah BlaBlaBlaBlaBlaBla Carp is a town, not a fish Too dumb to care The S.B.-Goleta connection Feelin' like a champion All aboard the lagwagon
I can't recall the hurting words that I once said So long ago, still indignation clouds your head And it's enough to know the pain of losing friends
In this faltering nation the future belongs to the children in school There's something wrong Sixth grader on crack Handgun overflowing in his hands
(Instrumental)
Realizing it's too late Destiny turns to fate Realizing it's to late now Repeat Now you say it's over and the monkey's off your back All it took was
The turn out tonight is weak The crowd is looking meager Only 40 to 50 in the flock but 3 more beers and I'm playin' Woodstock And you can probably
Angry youth MR. Elite Your older now Inside your head lives an old scene MR. Punk Sad and hating everyone Your exucuse is old The way you felt
