Dec 30, 2006 20:55
V.1
Hey there pretty boy
You really are a silly boy
You do just what they say
You never question orders
And you never wonder why
You're too busy staying up on the game.
The Walrus and the Carpenter
Are gunna lead you away
Little oysters to the slaughter
You're robotic social fodder
Working hard for a meaningless pay.
Though you never did consider
All that money makes you bitter
You're a dull Jack all work and no play.
So wake up, stand up, rise up
Spring time is comin' on.
V.2
Hey there rebel kid
Tell you daddy what you did
You really are playing the fool.
You cut apart your clothing
And you cut apart your hair
Just because you think it makes you look cool.
You don't stand for anything,
Just wanna break every rule.
It's a serious condition
For someone in you position
Caring nothing for the world around you.
You're a rebel without any cause
You fail to see the basic flaws
Of living empty 'till you're through
-Chorus-
V.3
Hey there quiet one
You're not having any fun
What's happening you can see.
You think about your worries
And you think about the world
And you realize you're not free.
But you do nothing
You just do what you please.
You know you should do somethin'
But you just don't have the gumption
To stand up and take the lead.
No more social masturbation
Time to save our generation
From the clutches of apathy.
-chorus