Songtext von Youth Of America

Say a prayer for the youth of America God bless the youth of America I can't stand their sight anymore All the dead kids lying on the door And you don't hear a word they're telling you You're all dead You're all dead You've been wasted Don't believe a thing they're selling you Gotta carrot on the stick in front of you Taking back from the holy chest You know we can't even use it now It was yours in the first place anyway You're all dead You're all dead Been wasted You're all dead You're all dead Wasted! Say a prayer for the youth of America Say a prayer for the youth of America Say a prayer for the youth of America Say a prayer for the youth of America