The Children Are (The Consumers of) The Future
I could've seen it in a magazine
The perfect picture of the Manhattan streets
A monologue from Carrie will make the scene feel complete
As the people fill up the commercial streets
I could be sitting here in London town
Yeah, It's the weekend, there are kids all around
The rustling of plastic is the universal sound
From greenish to greenish, from dollars to pounds
You know, you could be children of the revolution, no
They go and beckon you into their loving arms and
Say, "Son, it's good to see you again"
A child of 14 fingers down their throat
Convulsing stomach she's starting to choke
The mirror rings loud with all the words they invoke
This feeling of worthlessness will help them promote
All of the products that they need you to buy
Shareholder profits over Children's lives
And they don't really care as all the tears that you cry
Will help them to wash away all their dirty lies
You know, you could be children of the revolution, no
They go and beckon you into their loving arms and
Say, "Son, it's good to see you again"
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
You know, you could be children of the revolution, no
They go and beckon you into their loving arms and
Say, "Son, it's good to see you again"
The perfect picture of the Manhattan streets
A monologue from Carrie will make the scene feel complete
As the people fill up the commercial streets
I could be sitting here in London town
Yeah, It's the weekend, there are kids all around
The rustling of plastic is the universal sound
From greenish to greenish, from dollars to pounds
You know, you could be children of the revolution, no
They go and beckon you into their loving arms and
Say, "Son, it's good to see you again"
A child of 14 fingers down their throat
Convulsing stomach she's starting to choke
The mirror rings loud with all the words they invoke
This feeling of worthlessness will help them promote
All of the products that they need you to buy
Shareholder profits over Children's lives
And they don't really care as all the tears that you cry
Will help them to wash away all their dirty lies
You know, you could be children of the revolution, no
They go and beckon you into their loving arms and
Say, "Son, it's good to see you again"
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho, oh
You know, you could be children of the revolution, no
They go and beckon you into their loving arms and
Say, "Son, it's good to see you again"
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Writer(s): Samuel Lloyd Duckworth
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