Marc C. Cole - The Younger Generation

Could I make you believe
That once on these streets
Streets for Everyman, this is
This place is my land

Could I make you believe
As far as you can see
People died and people played
People, people never moved away

And we were,
Stuck at home And stuck in time
We were
Told to keep the jobs we'd find
And we we're
Told to never walk Away
And we were
Told to watch the things we'd say
And we were

The younger generation
We were, Stain upon a nation
We were, Told to let the fires burn Without Concern, keep the peace
The peace At home while Thatcher Flys The body's home

And we were
Stuck at home And stuck in time
We were
Told to keep the jobs we'd find
And we we're
Told to never walk Away
And we were
Told to watch the things we'd say
And we were

The younger generation
We were, Stain upon a nation
We were, Told to let the fires burn Without Concern, keep the peace
The peace At home while Thatcher Flys The body's home

Written by:
Marc C. Cole

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