Dromies, smiling face’s saying you don’t understand nCreapy eyes telling lies so surprised we’re not supposed to care nWhen it all comes down, we are on our own nWe’re not to young we’re the future of this world and we’ve waited for to long nnCome on speak up we are the ones to shows, nCome on speak up now! nReast in fact we’re the Golden Youth nCome on speak up now, nnSame old song once again, is there anybody else who’s bored nSuch a sight for your eyes when the lies are reviled as empty promises nnWhen it all comes down, nnCome on speak up nnThey tell us we dont listen, they tell us we dont care nBut what chance do we get